When the Boys Come Home


H. DE MARSAN, Publisher, 54 Chatham Street, New-York.

When the Boys Come Home.

The boys are coming home again,
This war will soon be o’er;
The North and South again will stand
United as of yore:
Yes, hand in hand, and arm in arm,
Together we will roam;
Oh! won’t we have a happy time,
When all the boys come home!

We’ll have no more false hopes and fears,
No more heart-rending sighs....
The Messenger of peace will dry
The weary mourner’s eyes:
We’ll laugh and sing, we’ll dance and play—
Ah! wait until they come,
And joy will crown the happy day
When all the boys come home!

How proud Our Nation then will stand!
United ever more,
We’ll bid defiance to the foe
That dare approach our shore;
We’ll hoist the good old Flag again
On Freedom’s lofty dome,
And live in peace and happiness,
When all the boys come home!

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