The Battle Hymn of the Republic

Originally Posted by Julia Howe

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.

I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally …let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.

Originally created during the American Civil War.

So?

I prefer When Johnny Comes Marching Home

believe me, i've heard many different songs to that tune...

he jumped from forty thousand feet was my favourite... a camp fire song in the scouts...
the chorus was,
glory glory, what a helluva way to die,
suspended by your knickers in the middle of the sky,
glory glory what a helluva way to die
and he ain't gonna jump no more....


for military songs i prefer
See the Conquering Hero
and
The British Grenadiers



He jumped from 40 thousand feet without a parachute
He jumped from 40 thousand feet without a parachute
He jumped from 40 thousand feet without a parachute
and he ain't gonna jump no more...

chorus
glory glory, what a helluva way to die,
suspended by your knickers in the middle of the sky,
glory glory, what a helluva way to die,
and he ain't gonna jump no more....

'he landed on the runway like a lump of strawberry jam
he landed on the runway like a lump of strawberry jam
he landed on the runway like a lump of strawberry jam
and he ain't gonna jump no more....'

'they put him in a matchbox and they sent him home to mum........

yup, thats the one!!!

you know it too tac?


She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
and he ain't gonna jump no more...

Originally Posted by the Black Prince

yup, thats the one!!!

you know it too tac?


She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
She put him on the mantlepiece for everyone to see
and he ain't gonna jump no more...

Oh, I was at camp this weekend, we sang that:

She put him in the sarnies when the vicar came to tea
She put him in the sarnies when the vicar came to tea
She put him in the sarnies when the vicar came to tea
And he ain't gonna jump no more....

Wow, thats a lot like "Blood upon the risers"

GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


"Is everybody happy!" cried the sergeant looking up, Our HERO meekly answered, "Yes" and then they stood him up. He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


He counted loud he counted long he waited for the shock. He felt the wind he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop. The silk from his reserve fell out and wrapped about his legs,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones. His canopy became a shroud as he hurtled to the ground,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind, He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind. He thought about the Medics and he wondered what they'd find,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

The ambulance was on the spot and jeeps were running wild, The Medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and smiled. For it had been a week or so since last a chute had failed,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

He hit the ground the sound of "SPLAT!" The blood went spurting high, His comrades were heard to say: "What a helluva way to die!" He lay there rolling around in all the welter of his gore,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!


There was blood upon the risers, there was brains upon his chute, Intestines were a-danglin' from his Paratrooper's suite. They poured him from his helmet and poured him from his boots,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!!!

Beautiful streamer please open for me, blue skies above me and no canopy.
I counted 10 thousand, waited too long, reached for my ripcord the handle was gone.


GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
GOREY GLORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE!
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

I like the Hymn of the Republic. Its a nice classic.

I still get two images in my ind when hearing that song:
SS soldiers marching in Berlin
Regiments marching to their doom at Ghettysburg.

I don't know where the first one came from.... I believe it was in a movie I saw many years ago on TV.

I heard the parodies at camp and at school when I was younger.

http://www.fredlarts.at/~pichlmann/V...gon_anthem.avi (1.4 MB)

site where it comes from :
http://www.fredlarts.at/~pichlmann/#Anthem