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We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more |
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From Mississippi's winding stream and from new England's shore |
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We leave our plows and workshops our wives and children dear |
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With hearts too full for utterance with but a silent tear |
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We dare not look behind us but steadfastly before |
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We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more |
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We are coming coming our union to restore |
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We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more |
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If you look across the hilltops that meet the northern sky |
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Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry |
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And now the wind an instant tears the cloudy veil aside |
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And floats aloft our spangled flag in glory and in pride |
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And bayonets in the sunlight gleam and bands brave music pour |
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We are coming father Abr'am three hundred thousand more |
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We are coming coming our union to restore |
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We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more |
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If you look up all our valleys where the growing harvests shine |
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You may see our sturdy farmer boys fast forming into line |
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And children not their mother's knees are pulling at the weeds |
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And learning how to reap and sow against their country's needs |
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And a farewell group stands weeping at every cottage door |
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We are coming father Abr'am three hundred thousand more |
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We are coming coming our union to restore |
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We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more |