| Y/M/D | Association | Description | Place | Locale | Food | Event | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1800/00/00 | "John Brown's Body" is based on "Say, Brothers" developed in late 1700s and early 1800s on the American Camp Meeting circuit. | ||||||
| 1861/05/12 | "John Brown's Body" is publicly played, perhaps for the first time, at a flag-raising ceremony at Fort Warren. | Fort Warren | Boston Harbor | ||||
| 1861/11/18 | James Freeman Clarke | Life | After hearing, "John Brown's Body", after a review of Union Infantry outside Washington on Upton Hill in Virginia, Rev James Clarke, suggest to Howe that she could write new words for the fight song. "I wish I might!," replied Mrs Howe. | Arlington, VA | Virginia | ||
| 1861/11/18 | Julia Ward Howe | Lyricist | After hearing, "John Brown's Body", after a review of Union Infantry outside Washington on Upton Hill in Virginia, Rev James Clarke, suggest to Howe that she could write new words for the fight song. "I wish I might!," replied Mrs Howe. | Arlington, VA | Virginia | ||
| 1864/11/15 | Sherman departs Atlanta: Some band, by accident, struck up the anthem of "John Brown's Body", the men caught up the strain, and never before or since have I heard the chorus of 'Glory, glory, hallelujah!' done with more spirit, or in better harmony.... | Sherman's March to the Sea |
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John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
But his soul goes marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.
He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord,
He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.
John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,
John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.
John Brown died that the slaves might be free,
John Brown died that the slaves might be free,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.
The stars above in Heaven now are looking kindly down,
The stars above in Heaven now are looking kindly down,
His soul goes marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.
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