John Brown's body lies a-moulderin' in the grave John Brown's body lies a-moulderin' in the grave John Brown's body lies a-moulderin' in the grave But his soul goes marching on
The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down On the grave of old John Brown
Glory glory hallelujah Glory glory hallelujah Glory glory hallelujah His soul goes marching on
He captured Harper's Ferry with his nineteen men so true He frightened old Virginia 'til she trembled through and through They hung him for a traitor, they themselves the traitor crew But his soul goes marching on
Glory glory hallelujah Glory glory hallelujah Glory glory hallelujah His soul goes marching onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
