Marching On

Even as the Confederacy in 2012 continues to find novel means of subverting the laws, the "majority-minority" picture will change; the long arc of justice will ultimately bend.

Powerful audio here; Wiki history of these lyrics (often attributed to Sojurner Truth)—

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah, as we go marching on.

We are the Yankee soldiers who've enlisted for the war;
We are fighting for the Union, we are fighting for the law;
We can shoot a rebel farther than a white man ever saw,
As we go marching on.

Look there above the center, where the flag is waving bright;
We are going out of slavery, we are bound for freedom's light;
We mean to show Jeff Davis how the Africans can fight,
As we go marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah, as we go marching on.

We are done with hoeing cotton, we are done with hoeing corn;
We are colored Yankee soldiers, just as sure as you are born.
When the Rebels hears us shouting, they will think it's Gabriel's horn,
As we go marching on.

They will have to pay us wages, the wages of their sin;
They will have to bow their foreheads to their colored kith and kin;
They will have to give us houses, or the roof will tumble in,
As we go marching on.

(we're singing)
Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah, as we go marching on.

We has the proclamation, Rebels hush it as you will;
And the birds will sing it to us, hopping on the cotton hill;
The possum up the gum tree couldn't even keep it still,
As he went climbing on.

Abraham has spoken, and the message has been sent;
The prison doors have opened, and out the prisoners went
To join the sable army of African descent,
As we go marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah, as we go marching on.

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