When this Cruel War is Over.mp3

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Dearest one! do you remember,When we first did meet?When you told me how you loved me,Kneeling at my feet?Oh! how proud you stood before meIn your suit of grey,When you vow’d to me and country,Ne’er to go astray.
Chorus:Weeping, sad and lonely,Sighs and tears how vain,When this cruel war is over,Praying then to meet again.
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When the summer breeze is sighing,Mournfully along,Or when autumn leaves are falling,Sadly breathes the song.Oft in dreams I see thee lying,Oh the battle plain,Lonely, wounded, even dying,Calling but in vain.Chorus:
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If amid the din of battle,Nobly you should fall,Far away from those who love you,None to hear your call;Who would whisper words of comfort?Who would soothe your plain?Ah! The many cruel fancies,Ever in my brain!Chorus:
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But our country called you, loved one;Angles guide your way;While our “Southern boys” are fighting,We can only pray.When you strike for God and freedom,Let all nations seeHow you love our Southern Banner –Emblem of the free.Chorus:

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