The Vacant Chair

作词:Traditional

作曲:Henry S. Washburn

所属专辑:Sings Civil War Songs Of The North

歌词

歌曲名 The Vacant Chair

歌手名 Tennessee Ernie Ford

作曲:George Root

We shall meet but we shall miss him

There will be one vacant chair

We shall linger to caress him

While we breathe our evening prayer

When a year ago we gathered

Joy was in his mild blue eye

But a golden chord is severed

And our hopes in ruin lie

We shall meet but we shall miss him

There will be one vacant chair

We shall linger to caress him

While we breathe our evening prayer

At our fireside sad and lonely

Often will the bosom swell

At remembrance of the story

How our noble Willie sell

How he strove to bear our banner

Through the thickest of the fight

And uphold our country's honor

In the strength of manhood's night

We shall meet but we shall miss him

There will be one vacant chair

We shall linger to caress him

While we breathe our evening prayer

True they tell us wreaths of glory

Ever more will deck his brow

But this soothes the anguish only

Sweeping o'er our heartstrings now

Sleep today Oh early fallen

In thy green and narrow bed

Dirges from the pine and cypress

Mingle with the tears we shed

We shall meet but we shall miss him

There will be one vacant chair

We shall linger to caress him

While we breathe our evening prayer

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