Swing low, Sweet Chariot,
Comin' forth to carry me Home.
Swing low, Sweet Chariot,
Comin' forth to carry me home.
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I looked over Jordan,
What did I see?
Comin' forth to carry me home!
A band of Angels comin' after me,
Comin' forth to carry me home. [chorus]
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In the prison cell I sit
Thinking Mama Dear of you,
And our bright and shiney home so far away.
Though the tears they fill my eyes
Spite of all that I can do,
Though I try to cheer my comrades and be gay [chorus].
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CHORUS: Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! The Boys are marching,
Cheer up comrades they will come!
And beneath the Stary Flag
We shall breathe the air again
In the Free Lands of our own beloved homes!
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At the battle front we stood
When their fiercest charge they made,
And they swept us off a hundred men or more.
But before we'd reached their lines
They were beaten back, dismayed;
And we heard the cries of victory o'er and o'er!
[chorus]
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So within this prison cell
We are waiting for the day
When they come and open wide the Iron Door!
And our hallowed Eyes be bright
and our poor hearts they'll be gay,
When we think of seeing home and friend once more.
[chorus]
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Oh give me a home
Where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play.
Where seldom is heard,
A discouraging word.
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play.
Where seldom is heard,
A discouraging word.
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
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In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Lived a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Clementine;
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
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1) My Grandfather's clock
Was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years
On the floor.
It was taller by half
Than the old man himself,
Though it weighed
Not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day he was born,
It was always
His treasure and pride,
And it stopped short,
Never to go again,
When the old man died. (Chorus)
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CHORUS:
Ninety years without slumbering
Tic Toc Tic Toc.
It's life's seconds numbering
Tic Toc Tic Toc.
It stopped, short;
Never to go again,
When the old man died.
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2) In watching its pendulum
Swing to and fro,
Many hours he spent as a boy.
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know,
And it shared both
His sorrow and joy.
And it struck twenty-four
When he entered the door,
With a blooming
And beautiful bride, Never to go again,
When the old man died. (Chorus)
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Down in front of Casey's
old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening
we formed a merry group
Boys and girls together,
me and Mamie O'Rourke
Tripped the light fantastic
on the sidewalks of New York
East Side, West Side, all around the town
The tots sang "ring-around-rosie,"
"London Bridge is falling down"
Boys and girls together,
me and Mamie O'Rourke
Tripped the light fantastic
on the sidewalks of New York
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