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Show When the Regiment Came Back. ALL the uniforms were blue, oil the swords were bright and new, When the regiment went marching down the street; All tho men were hale and strong as they proudly marched along, Through tho cheers that drowned tho music of their feet. Oh, tho music of the feet keeping time to drums that beat. Oh, the splendor and the glitter of the sight, As with swords and rifles new and in uniforms of blue, The regiment went marching to the fightl WHEN tho regiment came back all the guns and swords were black And the uniforms had faded out to gray, And the faces of the men who marched through that street again Seemed like faces of the dead who lose their way; For the dead who lose their way cannot look more wan and gray, Oh, the sorrow and the pity of the sight; Oh, the weary, lagging feet out of step with drums that beat, As tho regiment comes marching from tho fightl Ella WhfUr XVUcox. |