John Brown's Body - Pete Seeger

John Brown’s body lies a-moulderin' in the grave

John Brown’s body lies a-moulderin' in the grave

John Brown’s body lies a-moulderin' in the grave

But his soul goes marching on The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down

The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down

The stars above in heaven are lookin' kindly down

On the grave of old John Brown

Glory glory hallelujah

Glory glory hallelujah

Glory glory hallelujah

His soul goes marching on He captured Harper’s Ferry with his nineteen men so true

He frightened old Virginia 'til she trembled through and through

They hung him for a traitor, they themselves the traitor crew

But his soul goes marching on Glory glory hallelujah

Glory glory hallelujah

Glory glory hallelujah

His soul goes marching on