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A GRAND VOCAL MEDLEY
ARRANGED FROM ROOT & CADY'S MOST POPULAR PUBLICATIONS BY P. P. BLISS.
CHICAGO PUBLISHED BY ROOT & CADY 67 Washington St.
[Entered?] according to act of Congress AD 1865 by Root & Cady in the Clerk's Office of the Dist Court for the North [Dist III?]
MEDLEY. P.P. BLISS
Tis sweet to be remembered..... By those we hold.... most dear...... Tis sweet to hear__ Now Moses you'll catch it Now Moses don't touch it Now Moses don't you hear what I say....
So twas she faded as fades the twilight Softly she murmured__We'll rally round the flag, Boys, We'll rally once again, Shouting the Battle Cry of Freedom, Yes, we'll rally from the hillsides we'll gather from the plain, Shouting__Father, dear Father, come home with me now The clock in the steeple strikes. A nigger in the fence And a
little common sense Tells you that you'll never figure any more Then a GoodBye Jeff! GoodBye Jeff! I told yo so before There's a good time coming it's almost here It was long, long, long, on the way__Now run and tell Elijah to hurry up Pomp And meet us at the Gum Tree down in the swamp... To__Wake the boys to search for Nellie
Stay not for the dawn Who shall sleep when from the Mother's arms One__Little Johnny Grayback how are you What do you think you're about....Little Johnny Grayback tell me true Do your parents know you're out. Tis sweet to be remembered.....by John Brown's body lies
mould'ring in the grave, John Brown's body lies mould'ring in the grave. John Brown's body lies mould'ring in the grave, But his soul is Marching through Georgia. Hurrah! Hurrah! we bring the Jubilee Hurrah! Hurrah! the flag that makes you free! So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea While we were Sleighing with the girls A sleighing with the girls Tis
nothing else but pleasure For he kissed me when he left me And his parting words remain Treasured deep within this bosom Dearest We will Tramp, tramp, tramp the boys are marching Cheer up comrdes they will come And beneath the starry flag We shall
breathe the air again Of the freeland in our own beloved Yankee Doodle Doodle Doo, Yankee Doodle Dandy, Yankee Doodle, Ha! Ha! Ha! Yankee Doodle Dandy.