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John Brown's Body Lyrics

Lyrics (this version) by Mass 2nd Infantry Battalion (1861) 
Original Hymn by William Steffe (1853)

John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave 
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave 
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave  
His soul goes marching on

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
His soul is marching on

He captured Harper's Ferry with his nineteen men so true 
He frightened old Virginia till she trembled through and through 
They hung him for a traitor, themselves the traitor crew 
His soul is marching on

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
His soul is marching on

John Brown died that the slave might be free 
John Brown died that the slave might be free 
John Brown died that the slave might be free 
His soul is marching on

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
His soul is marching on

The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down 
The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down 
The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down 
On the grave of old John Brown

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
His soul is marching on

 

John Brown, Abolitionist

 

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