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John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave
But his soul goes marching on

Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
But his soul goes marching on

The stars above in heaven are a-looking kindly down
The stars above in heaven are a-looking kindly down
The stars above in heaven are a-looking kindly down
On the grave of old John Brown

Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
But his soul goes marching on

He captured Harper's Ferry with his nineteen men so true
He frightened old Virginia till she trembled through and through
They hanged him for a traitor, they themselves the traitor crew
His soul goes marching on!

Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
But his soul goes marching on

Well he's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord,
He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord
He’s gone to be a solidit in the army of the Lord
But his soul goes marching on

Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
But his soul goes marching on

Mine eyes hath seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath is stored
He'th loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on!

Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
Glory, glory hallelujah!
But his soul goes marching on