[00:09.84]We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more
[00:14.87]From Mississippi's winding stream and from new England's shore
[00:19.51]We leave our plows and workshops our wives and children dear
[00:24.10]With hearts too full for utterance with but a silent tear
[00:28.43]We dare not look behind us but steadfastly before
[00:33.44]We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more
[00:38.09]We are coming coming our union to restore
[00:43.14]We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more
[00:56.38]If you look across the hilltops that meet the northern sky
[01:01.23]Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry
[01:05.57]And now the wind an instant tears the cloudy veil aside
[01:10.03]And floats aloft our spangled flag in glory and in pride
[01:14.71]And bayonets in the sunlight gleam and bands brave music pour
[01:19.26]We are coming father Abr'am three hundred thousand more
[01:23.87]We are coming coming our union to restore
[01:28.63]We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more
[01:41.67]If you look up all our valleys where the growing harvests shine
[01:46.22]You may see our sturdy farmer boys fast forming into line
[01:50.86]And children not their mother's knees are pulling at the weeds
[01:55.23]And learning how to reap and sow against their country's needs
[01:59.79]And a farewell group stands weeping at every cottage door
[02:04.43]We are coming father Abr'am three hundred thousand more
[02:09.08]We are coming coming our union to restore
[02:13.54]We are coming father Abraham three hundred thousand more