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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #346
Peak in subgenre #111
Author
M. G. Jacobs
Rights
Mar-May 2009
Uploaded
May 06, 2009
Track Files
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MP3 9.2 MB • 128 kbps • 10:04
Story behind the song
Started as a symphony to be based on music from the Civil War era, I have accepted, finally, an early suspicion that it might become an oratorio. The purpose remains to represent the positions and sentiments of all sides through their music with the story of Benjamin Hanby's "Nellie Gray" serving as the dramatic center.
Lyrics
a€œHomefronta€ lyrics
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00.59
Mezzo:
Oh, yes I am a South- ern girl and glo- ry in the name
and boast it with far great- er pride than glitt- 'ring wealth or fame.
The home spun dress is plain I know, my hat's pal- met- to too.
But then it shows what South- ern girls for South- ern rights will do.
1.32
Tenor:
Oh my poor Nel- lie Gray, they took you so far a- way
1.41
Mezzo:
We've sent the brav- est of our land to bat- tle with the foe.
And we will lend a help- ing hand, we love the South you know.
The sold- ier is the lad for me, a brave heart I a- dore; .
and when the sun- ny South is free, and fight- ing is no more,
I'll--- choose me then a lov- er brave from out the gal- lant band, .
the sold- ier lad I love the best shall have my heart and hand.
And now young man a word to you: if you would win the fair,
go to the land where hon- or calls and win your lad- y there.
2.44
Mezzo and Womans Chorus:
Re- mem- ber that our bright- est smiles are for the true and brave,
and that our tears are all for those who fill a sold- iers grave.
Hur- rah Hur- rah for the sun- ny South so dear;
Hur- rah for the home- spun dress that South- ern lad- ies wear.
3.23
Bass:
The breath and the bloom of sum- mer are fil- ling the drea- m- y air;
The mus- ic of birds and the song of bees are ec- ho- ing ev- er- y where.
And smiles on each lip are beam- ing to wel- come the sum- mer joys;
but each heart in its fond---- est dream- ing is ev- er with our brave boys.
4.07
Bass and Womens Chorus:
When storms 'ore the earth are sweep- ing, and cold falls the pi- ty- less rain,
bright eyes for our boys are we- ep- ing and ten- der hearts throb with the pain.
Glad- ly would we give our treas- ure of home's sweet com- forts and joys,
could we show- er those bless- ings and pleas- ures on the camp of our brave boys
Mens Chorus: our brave boys.
4.53
Mezzo:
Don't stop a mo- ment to think, John. Our count- ry calls then go.
Don't fear for me nor the child- ren John, I'll care for them you know.
Leave the corn up- on the stalk John, the fruit up- on the tree.
And all our lit- tle stores John, yes leave them all to me.
5.09
Mezzo and Womans Chorus:
Then take your gun and go John. Yes, take your gun and go.
For both can drive the ox- en John, and I can use the hoe.
5 .17
Mezzo:
I've heard my grand- sire tell John, he fought at Bun- ker hill.
He count- ed all his life and wealth his count- ry's off- 'ring still.
Would I shame the brave old blood, John, that flowed on Mon- mouth plain?
No, take you gun and go, John, though I n'er see you a- gain.
And John if God has willed it so we n'er meet a- gain,
I'll do my best for the child- ren John, in sor- row, want and pain.
On-- win- ter night's I'll teach them all that I learned at school;
to love our count- ry, keep her laws, o- bey the sav- ior's rule.
5.47
Mezzo and Womans Chorus:
Then take your gun and go John. Yes take your gun and go.
For both can drive the ox- en John, and I can use the hoe.
5.55
Mezzo:
And now good- bye to you, John, I can not say fare well,
We'll hope and pray for the best, John, His good- ness none can tell.
May His arms be round a- bout you, to guard you night and day;
be our be- lov- ed coun- try's shield till war shall pass a- way.
6.10
Mezzo and Womans Chorus:
Then take your gun and go John. Yes take your gun and go.
For both can drive the ox- en John, and I can use the hoe.
6.24
Soprano : And boast it with far great- er pride than glit- 'ring wealth or fame.
6.32
Tenor:
They have sent me the sword that my brave--- boy---- wore
on the field of his young re----- nown;
on the last red field where
