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Bouck White

"It's Coming Here Tomorrow" (karaoke)

"It's Coming Here Tomorrow" (sheet music)


It's coming here, no more of fear,

No more of slav'ry's sorrow;

No more to wear the brow of care,

It's coming here tomorrow.

 

It's coming here, swift drawing near,

The end of labor's sorrow;

Lo, give a cheer! Old Freedom dear

Is coming here tomorrow.

 

Instead of dearth, all o'er the earth

Shall wave a harvest golden;

For hearts that ache, the Martyrs wake

The message sweet and olden.

 

It's coming here, swift drawing near,

The end of labor's sorrow;

Lo, give a cheer! Old Freedom dear

Is coming here tomorrow.

 

For those who weep, for those who sleep

Beyond the portals narrow;

The Commonwealth of joy and health

Is coming here tomorrow.

 

It's coming here, swift drawing near,

The end of labor's sorrow;

Lo, give a cheer! Old Freedom dear

Is coming here tomorrow.

 

Adieu, my tears! Unending years,

The toilers' liberation!

To sad, old earth, a glad, new birth!

The world's regeneration!

 

It's coming here, swift drawing near,

The end of labor's sorrow;

Lo, give a cheer! Old Freedom dear

Is coming here tomorrow.


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