He Draws No Color Line

When the Good Lord Makes a Record of a Hero’s Deed
A World War I song from 1918.
Words by Val Trainor.
Music by Harry De Costa.


The sheet music:


Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:


Lyrics

  1. Dear old colored mammy
    Talking to her boy
    Knows he’s going over
    Bids farewell to joy
    She says, “I’ll be lonesome
    When you march away
    But Uncle Sammy needs you
    And I’m proud of you today”

Refrain
Your Grand-dad did his duty in the Civil war
He fell by his master’s side
Your daddy bravely did his bit at San Juan Hill
You know that’s where he died
So I know that you will do your duty, too
And remember, son of mine
When the good Lord makes a record of a hero’s deed
He draws no color line

  1. Where the shells are bursting
    Over there in France
    Driving Huns before them
    Colored troups advance
    Underneath old Glory
    Fight with pride and joy
    For each one knows the story
    Dear old mammy told her boy

Sung here by Fred Feild: