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From the men who tried to crush us,
They who filled our land with woe.
Welcome home!

Where are they who mustered with you?
Fought the bloody battles through!
They whose deeds will ne'er be spoken,
They who filled the prisons, too!
Oh! where are they?

They were wounded, killed and lost,
They were starved by cruel hands!
All the news we bring of some,.

They lie beneath the southern sands-
Our comrades dear!

From the weary march and bivouac, From battle-fields so fierce and gory,

All are in our hearts to-day,

Sacred ever, more in story.

Welcome home!

At Fort Donaldson you waited
For the fleet upon the river,

Then with dead you filled the gulches,
Tennesseeans to deliver.

Welcome home!

Welcome, welcome! We remember
Of the noted Nashville route,
Then with pointed steel you ever
Made the rebels face about.

Welcome home!

Welcome, welcome home! From Franklin,
By your courage-death defying-
While your comrades low were lying,
Back you sent the rebels flying!

Welcome home!

Then you saw the rebel host;-
Officers with faces solemn,

Infantry in flying column,

Enough of war to fill a volume,
Welcome home!

At Chickamauga, Pittsburg and Antietam, Pea-Ridge and South Mountain gorges,

The Wilderness, Fair Oaks

And Gettysburg—the theme enlarges
Welcome home!

Welcome, welcome! How you cheered! When you heard that Vicksburg's taken! With cannon, roar, and deafening shout, The very ground beneath was shaken. Welcome home!

Welcome, welcome home from Corinth, Where hand to hand, you fought the foe; Stumbling o'er the dead and wounded, Until thousands were laid low.

Welcome home!

Welcome, welcome! what a darkness
Hovered o'er us one and all,

When brave Thomas seemed o'erpowered,
And his strength about to fall!
Welcome home!

When you heard the shout of Logan,
Calling to avenge the blood

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