Our Boys Are Coming Home

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Melody - T. Martin Towne, 1865; Seq. by Benjamin R. Tubb
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T. Martin Towne, 1865

Thank God, the sky is clearing!
The clouds are hurrying past;
Thank God, the day is nearing!
The dawn is coming fast.
And when glad herald voices
Shall tell us peace has come,
This though shall most rejoice us,
"Our brave boys are coming home!"
Chorus:
Our boys are coming home,
Coming home, coming home,
Our boys are coming home,
This thought shall most rejoice us,
Our boys are coming home.

2. The vacant fireside places
Have waited for them long;
The lovelight tacks their faces,
The chorus waits their song;
A shadowy fear has haunted
The long deserted room,
But now our pray'rs are granted,
"Our boys are coming home!"
Chorus:

3. O mother, calmly waking
For that beloved son!
O sister, proudly dating
The victories he has won!
O maiden, softly humming
The love song while you roam
Joy, joy, the boys are coming home
Our boys are coming home!
Chorus:

4. And yet -- oh keenest sorrow!
They're coming, but not all;
Full many a dark tomorrow
Shall wear its sable pall.
For thousands who are sleeping
Beneath the empurpled loam,
Woe! woe! for those we're weeping
Who never will come home!
Chorus:

5. O sad heart, hush thy grieving,
Wait but a little while!
With hoping and believing
Thy woe and fear beguile,
Wait for the joyous meeting
Beyond the starry dome,
For there our boys are waiting
To bid us welcome home.
Chorus:
To bid us welcome home,
Welcome home, welcome home,
To bid us welcome home,
For there our boys are waiting,
To bid us welcome home.

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