%images; ]> scsm-000013 Brave McClellan is our leader now, or, Glory hallelujah / words by Mrs. M.A. Kidder ; also the famous John Brown's song ; arranged for the piano by Augustus Cull ...: a machine readable transcription. STERN COLLECTION OF LINCOLNIANA, Library of Congress Selected and converted. American Memory, Library of Congress.

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Brave McClellan is Our Leader Now. Or, Glory Hallelujah.

Brave McClellan is our Leader now, Brave McClellan is our Leader now, Brave McClellan is our Leader now, With him we're marching on!

Chorus: Glory, Glory Hallelujah! Glory, Glory Hallelujah! Glory, Glory Hallelujah! With him we're marching on!

We are bound for Dixie's Land, my boys, We are bound for Dixie's Land, my boys, Firmly by our Flag we'll stand my boys, For we are marching on!

We have had our last retreat, my boys, We have had our last retreat, my boys, Northern pluck is hard to beat, my boys, McClellan's marching on!

We have heard his words so firm and true, We have heard his words so firm and true: “If you stand by me, I'll stand by you, While we are marching on!”

Abra'm's looking with a smile, my boys, Abra'm's looking with a smile, my boys, He is thinking, all the while, my boys, How firm we're marching on!

We are going into Dixie's Land, We are going into Dixie's Land, Crushing treason with a dauntless hand, While we are marching on!

Johnny Bull is showing fight, my boys, Johnny Bull is showing fight, my boys, Let him come, we'll set him right, my boys, McClellan's marching on!

Soon our Flag shall float o'er land and sea, Soon our Flag shall float o'er land and sea, Emblem of a Nation's Liberty, While she is marching on!

Now three cheers for Uncle Sam, my boys, Now three cheers for Uncle Sam, my boys, Now three cheers for Uncle Sam, my boys, The Union's marching on!

John Brown's Song.

John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave, John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave, John Brown's body lies a mould'ring in the grave, His soul is marching on!

Chorus: 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!

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back, John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back, John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back, His soul is marching on!

His pet lambs will meet him on the way, His pet lambs will meet him on the way, His pet lambs will meet him on the way, As they go marching on!

They will hang Jeff Davis to a tree! They will hang Jeff Davis to a tree! They will hang Jeff Davis to a tree! As they go marching on!

Now, three rousing cheers for the Union! Now, three rousing cheers for the Union! Now, three rousing cheers for the Union! As we go marching on.

Hip, hip, hip, hip, hurrah