The fearful struggle's ended now and peace smiles on our land
And though we've yielded we have proved ourselves a faithful band
We fought them long, we fought them well, we fought them night and day
And bravely struggled for our rights while wearing of the Grey
And now that we have ceased to fight and pledged our sacred word
That we against the Union's might no more will draw the sword
We feel despite the sneers of those who never smelt the fray
That we've a manly, honest right to wearing of the Grey
Our cannons' mouths are dumb. No more our vollied muskets peal,
Nor gleams to mark where squadrons
Rush, The light from flashing steel.
No more our crossed and starry flags In gentle dalliance play
With baffled breeze as when we fought, A wearing of the Grey.
No we are men though overpower by numbers in the fight
We'll not deny that we have fought for what we deemed was right
For we are found the scaries hopes of a sight forever lay
We cherish still with honest pride for wearing of the Grey
Our cause is lost the more we fight 'gainst o'erwhelming power
All wearied are our limbs and drenched with many a battle shower
We feign we rest for want of strength in yielding up the day
And lower the flag so proudly born while wearing of the Grey
Defeat is not dishonor, nor our honor not bereft
We thank God that in our hearts this priceless boon was left
And though we weep just for those braves who stood in proud array
Beneath our flag and nobly died while wearing of the Grey
When in the ranks of war we stood and faced the deadly hail
Our simple suits of Grey composed our only coats of mail
And on those awful hours that marked the bloody battle day
In memories we'll still be seen wearing of the Grey
Oh! should we reach that glorious place where waits a sparklin' crown
For everyone who for the right his soldier life lay down
God grant to us the privilege upon that happy day
Of claspin' hands with those who fell while wearing of the Grey
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