John Brown's Body

"Young Brown's Body," sung by J.W. Myers. Young Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave. Young Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave. Young Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the

grave. His soul is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah. His soul is marching on.

He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord. He's gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord. He's gone to be a soldier

in the army of the Lord. His soul is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah. His soul is marching on.

They will hang Jeff Davis to a sour apple tree. They'll hang Jeff Davis to a sour apple tree. They'll hang Jeff Davis to a sour apple tree. And then

soul marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah.

Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah. His soul is marching

on