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140 BRAVE BOYS ARE THEY. |
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Oh ! then, glory, hallelujah,
Oh ! then, glory, hallelujah,
Oh ! then, glory, hallelujah,
To God for evermore! |
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BRAVE BOYS ARE THEY.
. HEAVILY falls the rain,
Wild are the breezes to-night; But 'neath the roof, the hours as they fly
Are happy, and calm, and bright. Gathering round our fireside, Though it be summer-time, We sit and talk of brothers abroad, Forgetting the midnight chime. Chorus — Brave boys are they !
Gone at their country's call; And yet, and yet we cannot forget That many brave boys must fall.
Under the homestead roof Nestled so cosey and warm,
While soldiers sleep, with little or nought To shelter them from the storm, |
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