JUST BEFORE THE BATTLE, MOTHER
 
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Just before the battle, Mother, I am thinking most of you
While upon the field we're watching with the enemy in view
Comrades brave are round me lying
Filled with thoughts of friend and home
For well they know that on the morrow
Some will sleep beneath the tomb.

Chorus: Farewell, Mother, you may never, you may never
Mother press me to your heart again
But Oh you'll not forget me Mother
You will not forget me
If I'm numbered with the slain.


Oh I long to see you Mother and the loving ones at home
But I'll never leave our banner till in honour I can come
Tell the traitors all around you
That their cruel words we know
In every battle kill our soldiers
By the help they give the foe.

Chorus: Farewell, Mother, you may never, you may never
Mother press me to your heart again
But Oh you'll not forget me Mother
You will not forget me
If I'm numbered with the slain.


Hark, I hear the bugles sounding, 'tis the signal for the fight
Now my God protect us Mother as he ever does the right
Hear the 'battle cry of freedom',
How it swells upon the air
Oh yes we'll rally round the standard
Or we'll perish nobly there.

Chorus: Farewell, Mother, you may never, you may never
Mother press me to your heart again
But Oh you'll not forget me Mother
You will not forget me
If I'm numbered with the slain.
 
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Written and composed by G.F. Root - 1863
Performed by Will Oakland (1880-1956) [Moore & Burgess Minstrels]
 
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