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I heered the band play Dixie, And my old heart swelled with pride, A thinkin' of the boys in gray Who marched on the other side. And when my time it comes, mother, The Lord's will it be done, I hope he'll take me to the boys Who marched in sixty one. I HEERD THE BAND PLAY DIXIE AND MY OLD HEART SWELLED WITH PRIDE OF THINKIN OF THE BOYS IN GRAY WHO MARCHED ON T'OTHER SIDE AND WHEN MY TIME IT COMES MOTHER THE LORD WILL MAKE IT DONE I HOPE HE'LL TAKE ME TO THE BOYS WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY ONE
d another one what sed, "Sara Ann Brown, beloved wife of James Brown," and over in a little corner, all to itself, I seen a toomstone, and on it it sed, "James Brown, At Rest." Who Marched in Sixty-One CAL STEWART, New York, Memorial Day, 1903. I'VE jist bin down at the corner, mother, To see the boys in line, Dressed up in their bran' new uniforms, I tell you they looked fine. And as they marched past whar I stood, To the rattle of the drum, It made me think of those other boys Who marched in sixty-one. The old flag wuz proudly wavin', mother, Jist as it did one day When you stood thar to say good-bye, And watch me march away. So I stood thar and watched them Till the parade wuz nearly done, But thar wasn't many thar to-day Who marched in sixty-one. And thar wuz my old Captain And the Colonel side by side, And as they both saluted me I jist sot down and cried. And I thought about some other boys Whose work has long bin done; Soon thar won't be any left at all Who marched in sixty one.  SECTION THIRTY EIGHT OF UNCLE JOSH'S PUNKIN CENTER STORIES BY COW STUART THIS LIVER BOX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN RECORDING BY PHILIP MARTIN WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY ONE BY COW STUART NEW YORK MEMORIAL DAY NINETEEN O THREE I'VE JUST BEEN DOWN AT THE CORNER MOTHER TO SEE THE BOYS IN LINE DRESSED UP IN THEIR BRAN NEW UNIFORMS I TELL YOU THEY LOOKED FINE AND AS THEY MARCHED PAST WHERE I STOOD TO THE RIFLE OF THE DRUM IT MADE ME THINK OF THOSE OTHER BOYS WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY ONE THE OLD FLAG WAS PROUDLY WAVING MOTHER JUST AS IT DID ONE DAY WHEN YOU STOOD THERE TO SAY GOOD BY AND WATCH ME MARCH AWAY SO I STOOD THERE AND WATCHED THEM TILL THE PARADE WAS NEARLY DONE BUT THERE WASN'T MANY THERE TO DAY WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY ONE AND THERE WAS MY OLD CAPTAIN AND THE COLONEL SIDE BY SIDE AND AS THEY BOTH SALUTED ME I JUST SAT DOWN AND CRIED AND I THOUGHT ABOUT SOME OTHER BOYS WHOSE WORK HAS LONG BEEN DONE SOON THERE WON'T BE ANY LEFT AT ALL WHO MARCHED IN SIXTY ONE
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