Minnie Minton

Minnie Minton.
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Minnie Minton. In the shadow-
I have waited here, alone;
On the battle’s gory meadow ..
Which the southe of death has mown.
I have listened for your coming.
Till the weary dawn of day:
But I only hear the drumming
As the armles march away.
(Repeat last two lines of each stanza for refrain.)

Minnie Minton I am wounded.
And I know that I must die
By a stranger host surrounded.
And no loved one kneeling nigh:
And I fain would hear you whisper
In the twilight cold and gray;
But I only hear the tramping.
As the armies march away.

Minnie Minton, I am weary.
And I long to reach my goal:
Yet the billows of old Erie
Blus upon my memory roll,
And I pause to hear you singing
By the waters of the bay-
But I only hear the buglen.
As the armies march away,

Minnie Minton, I am dreaming
Of the moments gone before.
Ere I saw the sabers gleaming
On the fields of death and gore,
And I thought that you were bending
O’er the turf whereon eon I lay:
But I wake to see the banners. As the armies march away,

Minnie Minton, I am dying.
As the world recedea from view
I can see the old flag flying-
Fair and free ‘guinst heaven’s blue;
I behold the heroes saintly
Who have fallen in the fray.
And their bugles warble faintly
As they beckon me away.