(V1:) On the 21st of April 18 and 65
331 left Washington for Lincoln’s last train ride
Cannons boomed, the bonfires burned, the evergreens wore gray
331 in the morning sun, the hearse, that journey made
(Chor:) See that train coming boys rolling down the main
Draped in black, she won’t be back it’s Lincoln’s funeral train
With a portrait of the martyred man shot down by a traitor
Just toll the bell and bid farewell to the Great Emancipator
(V2:) Crowds jammed the streets for a final look
at the great man who had stood at the country’s helm
through the bitter war that seemed of little good
Felled by the bullet of John Wilkes Booth as the battle died away
His guiding spirit to reconcile by absence brought dismay
(Chor:) See that train coming boys rolling down the main
Draped in black, she won’t be back it’s Lincoln’s funeral train
With a portrait of the martyred man shot down by a traitor
Just toll the bell and bid farewell to the Great Emancipator
(Solo)
(Chor:) See that train coming boys rolling down the main
Draped in black, she won’t be back it’s Lincoln’s funeral train
With a portrait of the martyred man shot down by a traitor
Just toll the bell and bid farewell to the Great Emancipator
compositores: Norman Blake
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