THE DRUMMER BOY
Sung by: Ollie Gilbert
Recorded in Mountain View, AR by George Fisher

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(Ms. Gilbert: ". . . 'Drummer Boy,' yeah. Now that's a real old song my mother sung when I was just a girl like . . . Yeah, it's a old . . . Since the Civil War.")

Across the Georgia dark and bloody plain
Where many of a soldier lay,
Among them lay a drummer boy
Who beat his drum that day,
Among them lay a drummer boy
Who beat his drum that day.

They gathered ‘round his pallet bed.
Each soldier knelt and cried:
“Have mercy on our sinful soul,”
And a soldier cried, “Amen.
Have mercy on our sinful soul,”
And a soldier cried, “Amen.”

“Oh, Father,” cried this dying boy,
“Look down upon me now,
And save me from a drunkard’s grave
And carry me home on high.
And save me from a drunkard’s grave
And carry me home on high.”

A wounded soldier raised him up;
His drum was by his side.
He clasped his hands and blessed his God,
And prayed before he died.
He clasped his hands and blessed his God,
And prayed before he died.

All Songs Recorded by John Quincy Wolf, Jr., unless otherwise noted

The John Quincy Wolf Folklore Collection
Lyon College, Batesville, Arkansas
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