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Paul Robeson

"John Brown's Body" (karaoke)

"John Brown's Body" (sheet music)

 


 

John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,

John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,

John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,

But his soul goes marching on.

 

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His soul goes marching on.

 

John Brown died that the slaves might be free,

John Brown died that the slaves might be free,

John Brown died that the slaves might be free,

But his soul goes marching on.

 

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His soul goes marching on.

 

He captured Harper’s Ferry with his nineteen men so true,

He frightened Old Virginny till she trembled through and through,

They hung him for a traitor, themselves the traitor crew,

But his soul goes marching on.

 

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His soul goes marching on.

 

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 soldier in the army of the Lord,

But his soul goes marching on.

 

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His soul goes marching on.

 

The stars of heaven now are looking kindly down,

The stars of heaven now are looking kindly down,

The stars of heaven now are looking kindly down,

On the grave of old John Brown.

 

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

His soul goes marching on.

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