Will S. Hays
On Shiloh's dark and bloody ground|
The dead and wounded lay,
Amongst them was a drummer boy
Who beat the drums that day.
A wounded soldier held him up
His drum was by his side;
|: He clasped his hands, then raised his eyes
And prayed before he died. :|
2. Look down upon the battle field,
3. "Oh, mother," said the dying boy,|
"Look down from Heaven on me,
Receive me to thy fond embrace
Oh, take me home to thee.
I've loved my country as my God;
To serve them both I've tried."
|: He smiled, shook hands - death seized the boy
Who prayed before he died. :|
4. Each soldier wept, then, like a child,
5. Ye angels' round the Throne of Grace,|
Look down upon the braves
Who fought and died on Shiloh's plain,
Now slumb'ring in their graves!
How many homes made desolate?
How many hearts have sighed?
|: How many, like that drummer boy,
Who prayed before they died. :|
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