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" In the prison cell I sit, Thinking, Mother dear, of you, And our bright and happy home so far away, And the tears they fill my eyes Spite of all that I can do, Tho' I try to cheer my comrades and be gay. "
The Trumpets of Jericho:: A Romantic Novel About Bands and Musicians in the ... - Page 77
by Victor H. Thompson - 2005 - 336 pages
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Our Flag in Verse and Prose

Robert Haven Schauffler - Flag Day - 1917 - 225 pages
...trust to the next generation. 82 OUR FLAG IN VERSE AND PROSE TRAMP, TRAMP, TRAMP BY GEORGE F. ROOT IN the prison cell, I sit, Thinking, mother dear,...tears they fill my eyes, Spite of all that I can do, Though I try to cheer my comrades and be gay. CHORUS. Tramp, tramp, tramp, the boys are marching, Oh,...
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Journal of the ... National Convention, Volume 13

Woman's Relief Corps (U.S.) - United States - 1895
...detailed account of financial responsibility. It is sacred ground. Hark ! do you hear him singing " In the prison cell I sit Thinking mother, dear, of you And our bright and happy home so far away." NATIONAL WRC HOME. We turn our thoughts and there is the Home ; not the one the soldier saw in his...
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Best Loved Songs of the American People

Denes Agay - Songs - 1975 - 403 pages
...Think- ing FFFF Moth-er, dear, of you, And our bright and hap • py home so far a way; And the JJ tears, they fill my eyes 'Spite of all that I can do, Though I try to cheer my com • rades and be Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! the boys are march mg; " Cheer up,...
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