THE DRUMMER BOY Sung by: Ollie Gilbert Recorded in Mountain View, AR by George Fisher Click here to listen to the original recording 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 Back to the Song Index Back to the Wolf Collection Homepage ©Copyright 2002 Lyon College |