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For The Dear Old Flag, I Die is an American Civil War song. It was originally a poem written by George Cooper. The music by Stephen Foster was later added in. The song interprets the last words of a drummer boy who was fatally wounded at the Battle of Gettysburg.

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  • For The Dear Old Flag, I Die is an American Civil War song. It was originally a poem written by George Cooper. The music by Stephen Foster was later added in. The song interprets the last words of a drummer boy who was fatally wounded at the Battle of Gettysburg. (en)
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  • For The Dear Old Flag, I Die is an American Civil War song. It was originally a poem written by George Cooper. The music by Stephen Foster was later added in. The song interprets the last words of a drummer boy who was fatally wounded at the Battle of Gettysburg. Verse 1 For the dear old Flag I die,Said the wounded drummer boy;Mother, press your lips to mine;O, they bring me peace and joy!'Tis the last time on earthI shall ever see your faceMother take me to your heart,Let me die in your embrace.(Chorus)For the dear old Flag I die,Mother, dry your weeping eye;For the honor of our landAnd the dear old Flag I die, Verse 2Do not mourn, my mother, dear,Every pang will soon be o'er;For I hear the angel bandCalling from their starry shore;Now I see their banners waveIn the light of perfect day,though 'tis hard to part with you,Yet I would not wish to stay.(Chorus)For the dear old Flag I die,Mother, dry your weeping eye;For the honor of our landAnd the dear old Flag I die.Verse 3 Farewell mother, Death's cold handWeighs upon my spirit now,And I feel his blighting breathFan my pallid cheek and brow.Closer! closer! to your heart,Let me feel that you are by,While my sight is growing dim,For the dear old Flag I die.(Chorus)For the dear old Flag I die,Mother, dry your weeping eye;For the honor of our landAnd the dear old Flag I die. (en)
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