Since McClellan cowered, Yankees en masse
Abolitionist railed and widows wailed
Best laid plans were made and failed
And you marched and marched and marched
Over hill, over dale and weapons detail
Such little progress, pace of a snail
Did wear a gray lad low and down
How lovely to see the next good town
And you marched and marched and marched
You held high the flag St. Andrew's Cross
Then brother to grab it with ne'er a loss
No matter the blood or the canon's roar
No matter the mud on bare feet so sore
And you marched and marched and marched
Here at Vicksburg I hear you marching still
Stomping rhythm over every green hill
I hear your cadence know your weary stare
At canvas ceiling till bugle's blare
And you marched and marched and marched
Did you not hear taps blown so slow and sweet?
Grant and Lee at Appomattox did meet
Abe has given his Gettysburg address
Why must you keep on when you could take rest?
Yet you march and march and march
On July fourth Vicksburg met her demise
And her woods hung so many Rebel spies
In the cold hard ground your body does rest
Peacefully content, arms over your chest
Yet you march and march and march
It so saddens me that you onward go
Your bodies are dust, you soul doesn't know
That the war is over, and the Federal's won
The Grey ghost has long laid down his gun
Yet you march and march and march
Kelly
