A Civil War song with chorus in four-part harmony,1864
words by Thomas Manahan
music by B. Sontag
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb:
Lyrics
- Comrades, comrades, I am dying! see the crimson fountains flow
Sick and wounded, I am dying, on the field among the foe
But the angels hover round me. they will guard me while I sleep
Comrades, onward to the battle, do not for the soldier weep
Chorus
Comrades, comrades, I am dying
See the crimson fountains flow
Sick and wounded, I am lying
On the field among the foe
- Comrades, comrades, I am dying! for I see my mother now
See her coming down from heaven, with a wreath upon her brow
God has sent her to the soldier, she will teach him how to die
And when He has called my spirit, she will bear it to the sky - Comrades, comrades, I am dying! soon I’ll be among the blessed
Fare–oh! fare you well for ever, I am going there to rest
For my mother’s arms entwine me, and I can no longer stay
Onward, comrades, to the battle, angels they will lead the way
Sung here by Fred Feild: