John Brown`s body lies a mould`ring in the grave
John Brown`s body lies a mould`ring in the grave
John Brown`s body lies a mould`ring in the grave
but his soul is marching on!
Glory Glory, halleluja
Glory Glory, halleluja
Glory Glory, halleluja
his soul is marching on!
John Brown died that the slave might be free
John Brown died that the slave might be free
John Brown died that the slave might be free
but his soul is marching on!
Now has come the glorious jubilee
Now has come the glorious jubilee
Now has come the glorious jubilee
but his soul is marching on!