| Bring the good old bugle boys, we’ll sing another song!
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| Sing it with the spirit that will start the world along!
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| Sing it as we used to sing it, 50, 000 strong!
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| While we were marching through Georgia!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| We bring the jubilee!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| The flag that makes you free!
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| So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea!
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| While we were marching through Georgia!
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| There were many Union men who wept with joyful tears!
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| When they saw the honored flag they had not seen for years!
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| Hardly could they be restrained from breaking forth in cheers!
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| While we were marching through Georgia!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| We bring the jubilee!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| The flag that makes you free!
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| So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea!
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| While we were marching through Georgia!
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| So we made a thoroughfare for Freedom and her train!
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| Sixty miles in lattitude, three hundred to the Maine!
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| Treason fled before us for resistance was in vain!
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| While we were marching through Georgia!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| We bring the jubilee!
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| Hurrah! |
| Hurrah! |
| The flag that makes you free!
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| So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea!
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| While we were marching,
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| While we were marching,
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| While we were marching through Georgia! |