RING THE BELL, WATCHMAN

High in the belfry the old sexton stands Grasping the rope with his thin bony hands Fixed in his gaze as by some magic spell Till he hears the distant murmur, ring, ring the bell. Chorus: Ring the bell watchman, ring, ring, ring. Yes, yes, the good news is now on the wing Yes, yes, they come and with tidings to tell Glorious and blessed tidings Ring, ring the bell. Baring his long silver locks to the breeze First for a moment he drops on his knees Then with a vigour that few could excel Answers he the welcome bidding, ring, ring the bell. Chorus: Hear from the hilltop the first signal gun Thunders the word that some great deed is done Hear thro' the valley the echoes long swell Ever and anon repeating, ring, ring the bell. Chorus: Bonfires are blazing and rockets ascend No meagre triumph such tokens portend Shout, shout my brothers, for all, all is well 'Tis the universal Chorus, ring, ring the bell. Chorus:

Written and composed by G.F. Root (a.k.a. C. Friedrich Wurzel - 1872

Performed by The Christy Minstrels

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