A pathetic, descriptive ballad from 1899
Words by George A. Norton
Music by James W. Casey
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by Benjamin R. Tubb:
Lyrics
- A well fought battle ended, a vict’ry nobly earned
A wounded soldier lying where he fell
Thinking of the mother, to whom he’ll ne’er return
And wond’ring who to her his fate would tell
He called his comrades to him, his face was cold and white
And well they knew death’s angel hovered near
He said, I’ll answer roll call, boys, far away tonight
But one more Southern song I’d like to hear
Chorus:
Sing me a song of the Sunny South
One with a sweet refrain
Sing me a song of Dixie Land
That I may be happy again
Sing me a sweet Southern melody
Something of bygone days
Sing one song of my Old Kentucky Home
Sing me a song of the South
- All nature seemed to mourn him, for ev’rything was still
Except the voices of his comrades nigh
The song they sang so sweetly, was echoed by the hills
That seemed to sadly murmur their reply
At last the song was ended, but ere its echoes ceased
They knew his spirit soul, had passed away
And as they gently lowered him into the grave of peace
Their thoughts were of his last request that day
Sung by Laurence Rubenstein: