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Tramp Tramp Tramp
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp!
(George Root)

In my prison cell I sit,
Thinking Mother dear of you,
And our bright and happy home so far away,
And the tears they fill my eyes
Spite of all that I can do
Tho' I try to cheer my comrades and be gay.

cho: Tramp! tramp! tramp! The boys are marching
Cheer up comrades, they will come.
And beneath the starry flag
We shall breathe the air again
Of the free land in our own beloved home.

In the battle front we stood
When their fiercest charge they made,
And they swept us off a hundred men or more;
But before we reached their lines
They were beaten back, dismayed,
And we heard the cry of vict'ry o'er and o'er.

So within the prison cell
We are waiting for the day
That shall come to open wide the iron door;
And the hollow eye grows bright
And the poor heart almost gay
As we think of seing home and friends once more.

@army @war @America @Civil @prisoner
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