[00:05.100]Oh, we're the bully soldiers of the "First of Arkansas,"
[00:09.500]We are fighting for the Union
[00:12.000]We are fighting for the law
[00:14.300]We can hit a Rebel further
[00:17.000]than a white man ever saw
[00:19.200]As we go marching on
[00:24.700]Glory, glory hallelujah
[00:29.700]Glory, glory hallelujah
[00:35.000]Glory, glory hallelujah
[00:39.000]As we go marching on
[00:44.200]We heard the Proclamation, master hush it as he will
[00:49.200]The bird he sing it to us
[00:51.000]hoppin' on the cotton hill
[00:54.000]the possum up the gum tree he couldn't keep it still
[00:59.000]As he went climbing on
[01:04.400]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:09.800]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:14.600]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:19.200]As we go marching on
[01:24.000]We have done with hoeing cotton
[01:26.700](we have done with hoeing corn)
[01:29.000]We are colored Yankee soldiers
[01:31.800](just, as sure as you are born)
[01:34.100]When the masters hear us yelling
[01:36.800](they'll think it's Gabriel's horn)
[01:39.300]As we go marching on.
[01:45.000]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:50.200]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:55.400]Glory, glory hallelujah
[01:59.800]As we go marching on!
[02:05.700]Fall in you colored brethren
[02:08.200]you had better do it soon
[02:10.000]Don't you hear the drum a-beating to the Yankee Doodle tune
[02:15.500]We are with you now this morning
[02:18.000]we'll be far away at noon
[02:20.500]As we go marching on
[02:26.000]Glory, glory hallelujah
[02:31.200]Glory, glory hallelujah
[02:36.200]Glory, glory hallelujah
[02:40.800]As we go marching on
[02:45.600]As we go marching on

Oh, we're the bully soldiers of the "First of Arkansas,"
We are fighting for the Union
We are fighting for the law
We can hit a Rebel further
than a white man ever saw
As we go marching on
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
As we go marching on
We heard the Proclamation, master hush it as he will
The bird he sing it to us
hoppin' on the cotton hill
the possum up the gum tree he couldn't keep it still
As he went climbing on
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
As we go marching on
We have done with hoeing cotton
(we have done with hoeing corn)
We are colored Yankee soldiers
(just, as sure as you are born)
When the masters hear us yelling
(they'll think it's Gabriel's horn)
As we go marching on.
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
As we go marching on!
Fall in you colored brethren
you had better do it soon
Don't you hear the drum a-beating to the Yankee Doodle tune
We are with you now this morning
we'll be far away at noon
As we go marching on
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
As we go marching on
As we go marching on