A Civil War song from the year 1861.
Words and music by Stephen C. Foster.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- I’ll be a soldier and march to the drum,
And lie in my tent when the night shadows come;
I’ll be a soldier with knapsack and gun,
And stand to my post ’till the din of battle’s done
Chorus:
Farewell! My own lov’d Jenny dear,
Still will I dream of thee wherever I may stray;
Farewell! Before the coming year,
I’ll be a soldier far, far away
- I’ll be a soldier and join in the fray,
With black shining belt and a jacket of gray;
I’ll face up the battle as bold as a hawk
As gray as a lark and as steady as a rock - I’ll be a soldier, “my country’s” the cry,
I’ll fly to defend her and conquer or die;
The land of my childhood my love and my tears;
The land of my birth and my early sunny years - I’ll be a soldier, and when we have won,
I’ll come back to thee with my knapsack and gun,
I’ll come with a true heart and kiss off each tear,
And linger beside thee forever Jenny dear
Sung here by Vancha March: