Marching Through Georgia --- Henry Clay Work  (1865)

 

[A]Bring the good old bugle boys, we’ll [D]sing another [A]song.

Sing it with a spirit that will [B7]start the world a-[E7]long.

[A]Sing it as we [D]used to sing it, [A]fifty thousand [D]strong,

[A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

Hur-[A]rah! Hurrah! We [D]bring the jubi-[A]lee!

            Hurrah! Hurrah! The [E]flag that makes you free!

            [A]So we sang the [D]chorus from At-[A]lanta to the [D]sea,

            [A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

 

[A]How the people shouted when they [D]heard the joyful [A]sound!

How the turkeys gobbled which our [B7]commissary [E7]found!

[A]How the sweet po-[D]tatoes even [A]started from the [D]ground,

[A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

Hur-[A]rah! Hurrah! We [D]bring the jubi-[A]lee!

            Hurrah! Hurrah! The [E]flag that makes you free!

            [A]So we sang the [D]chorus from At-[A]lanta to the [D]sea,

            [A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

 

[A]Yes, and there were Union men who [D]wept with joyful [A]tears,

When they saw the honoured flag they [B7]had not seen for [E7]years.

[A]Hardly could they [D]be restrained from [A]breaking out in [D]cheers,

[A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia

Hur-[A]rah! Hurrah! We [D]bring the jubi-[A]lee!

            Hurrah! Hurrah! The [E]flag that makes you free!

            [A]So we sang the [D]chorus from At-[A]lanta to the [D]sea,

            [A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

 

[A] “Sherman’s dashing Yankee boys will [D]never reach the [A]coast!”

So the saucy Rebels said, and [B7] ‘twas a handsome [E7]boast.

[A]Had they not for-[D]got, alas, to [A]reckon with the [D]host,

[A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

Hur-[A]rah! Hurrah! We [D]bring the jubi-[A]lee!

            Hurrah! Hurrah! The [E]flag that makes you free!

            [A]So we sang the [D]chorus from At-[A]lanta to the [D]sea,

            [A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

 

[A]So we made a thoroughfare for [D]Freedom and Her [A]train,

Sixty miles in latitude, three [B7]hundred to the [E7]main.

[A]Treason fled be-[D]fore us, for re-[A]sistance was in [D]vain,

[A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

Hur-[A]rah! Hurrah! We [D]bring the jubi-[A]lee!

            Hurrah! Hurrah! The [E]flag that makes you free!

            [A]So we sang the [D]chorus from At-[A]lanta to the [D]sea,

            [A]While we were marching through [E]Geor-[A]gia.

 

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