Mudsills Are Coming

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Title

Mudsills Are Coming

Subject

Bowers, E.
G. L. J.
Sheet music
American Civil War, (1861-1865)
Military music

Description

A mudsill is a sill or timber placed on or buried under the ground to support a structure. Southerners sometimes referred to Northerners as "mudsills," in derision of what they saw as the lowly social status of most Northern men. During the Civil War, Union soldiers took pride in the term to contrast themselves against their supposedly more high born and gentlemanly opponents.

Creator

Bowers, E. and G. L. J.

Publisher

Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum

Date

1862

Contributor

Russell & Patee

Format

pdf

Language

en

Identifier

301085
469812133

Coverage

Boston

Transcription

THE MUDSILLS ARE COMING. A NEW ARMY SONG As sung with great applause at Morris Bros. Pell and Trowbridge's Opera House Written by E. Bowers, Music by G. L. J.

Boston. Published by Russell & Patee 108 Tremont St.

Entered according to act of Congress AD 1881 by Russell & Patee in the Dist Clerk Office of the Dist Court of [unintelligible]


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THE MUDSILLS ARE COMING. Words by E. Bowers. Music by G. L. J.

March movement

1. The Union, the Union we're called on to save, Fall in the ranks to join our brothers brave; Chivalry, Chivalry, Old Abe's not a funning, For six hundred thousand Mudsills are coming.


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Chorus.

Air. Now up, up, my boys, and be tramping along; We

Alto.

Ten. Now up, up, my boys, and be tramping along; We

Bass.

ne'er will return till the victory's won; We come from the mountains, the

ne'er will return till the victory's won; We come from the mountains, the

dells, and the hills, To show Southern Chivalry Northern Mudsills.

dells, and the hills, To show Southern Chivalry Northern Mudsills.


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2. Coming, we are Coming, Father Abe now calls; Crush foul rebellion or gloriously fall; Brave Halleck, our Chieftain, with Pope in the throng, Will lead us to conquer, so be tramping along.

3. That proud flag of freedom shall float in the breeze, Respect it ye nations o'er land and o'er seas; Let none dare assail it, our numbers are strong, Who have sworn to defend it and be tramping along.

4. Remember, foul traitors, when this Flag you view, With thirty-four stars in its Union of blue, No star from our Union shall be suffered to fly, They are fixed to remain like the stars in the sky.

Status

Complete

Percent Completed

100

Weight

20

Original Format

4
34 cm

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