Misc Traditional – Just Before The Battle Mother (Ukulele)

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I am thinking most of you,

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While upon the field we're watching

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With the enemy in view.

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Comrades brave are 'round me lying,

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Filled with thoughts of home and God

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For well they know that on the morrow,

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Some will sleep beneath the sod.

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Farewell, mother, you may never

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Press me to your heart again,

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But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother,

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If I'm numbered with the slain.

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Oh, I long to see you, mother,

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And the loving ones at home,

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But I'll never leave our banner,

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Till in honor I can come.

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Tell the traitors all around you

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That their cruel words we know,

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In every battle kill our soldiers

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By the help they give the foe.

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Farewell, mother, you may never

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Press me to your heart again,

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But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother,

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If I'm numbered with the slain.

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Hark! I hear the bugles sounding,

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'Tis the signal for the fight,

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Now, may God protect us, mother,

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As He ever does the right.

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Hear the "Battle-Cry of Freedom,"

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How it swells upon the air,

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Oh, yes, we'll rally 'round the standard,

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Or we'll perish nobly there.

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Farewell, mother, you may never

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Press me to your heart again,

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But, oh, you'll not forget me, mother,

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If I'm numbered with the slain.