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作曲 : Derek Warfield |
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How far and fast the autemn blast |
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Beats the dead leaves over the ground |
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How fast and far as the hand of war |
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Strewed our country's brave around |
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And their nameless grave are the ocean's cave |
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The forest, mountain and glen |
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Where the vulture scream with the angry streams |
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Are hiding the bones of men |
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And what anguished cries in the south arise |
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For the brave ones falling in vain |
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While the victor North blows paeans forth |
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And exults in her broad domain |
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And they'll tell with pride how Cleburne died |
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In the land of the free and the brave |
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And his sword of might was a beam of light |
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Though it led to an Exile's grave |
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Then fling the horde their base award |
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Their chief his triumphal crown |
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Place vile deceit in his judgment seat |
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Where honor is trampled down |
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Give a paltry bribe to the hired scribe |
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To the venal bard his fee |
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And to him who draws in a righteous cause |
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A freeman's sword give me! |
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Though his bone should bleach on the sea washed beach |
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Though his grave be the lowly mound |
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His name shall chime through the halls of time |
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And swell through the deep profound! |
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And they'll tell with pride how Cleburne died |
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In the land of the free and the brave |
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And his sword of might was a beam of light |
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Though it led to an Exile's grave |
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On Richmond's plain his captive train |
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Outnumbered the host he led |
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And he won his stars on the field of Mars |
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Where glorious Johnston bled |
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Twas his to cope, while a ray of hope |
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Illum'd his flag - and then |
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Twas his to die when this flag flew high |
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In this van with the stalwart men |
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For nor a braver host could Erin boast |
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Nor she had a more gallant knight |
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Since the peerless Hugh crossed the Avon Dhu |
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Cause Bagnal's hosts to flight |
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And they'll tell with pride how Cleburne died |
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In the land of the free and the brave |
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And his sword of might was a beam of light |
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Though it led to an Exile's grave |
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There were eyes afar who watch your star |
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As it rose with the Southern cross |
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There were hearts that bled when your cause was sped |
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And old Ireland felt your lost |
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While the flower shall blow, and the waters flow |
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Through Shannon, Suir, and Lee |
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And the patriot's song shall roll along |
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And winding the waves for thee |
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So the deepest wave of the fallen brave |
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Told where Cleburne crossed their lines |
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And the rank and file from our old fair isle |
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Showed the courage of foreign kinds |
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And they'll tell with pride how Cleburne died |
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In the land of the free and the brave |
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And his sword of might was a beam of light |
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Though it led to an Exile's grave |
