John Brown's body

John Brown's body lies amold'ring in the grave.

His soul is marching on!
Rit. Glory, glory, hallelujah! (3 volte)
His soul is marching on!
There's my girl with the blue dress on,
The it's hip, hip, hip, hurrah!
The star of heaven are looking kindly down
On the grave of old John Brown.

He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord,
His soul marching on.

John Brown died that the slave might be free,
But his soul goes marching on.


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