TENTING ON THE OLD CAMP GROUND.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 11, 12 March 1892, Page 248

TENTING ON THE OLD CAMP GROUND.

We are tenting to-night on the old camp ground, (live us a song to cheer Our weary hearts, a song of home And friends we love so dear ! We've been tenting to-night on the old camp ground, Thinking of days gone by ; Of the loved ones at home that gave us the hand, And the tear that said good-bye. We are tired of war on the old camp ground ; Many are dead and gone, Of the brave and the true, wbo’ve left their homes : Others have been wounded long. We’ve been lighting to day on the old camp ground ; Many are lying near, Some are dead and some are dying, Many are in tears ! Since twenty-six years have passed away, Ami truest peace has come ; Remember to night the dear ones gone, Who re sleeping in the grave’s dark home. CHOKES. Many are the hearts full of soriow to night, Thinking of the war’s dark days ; Mourning o’er the brave dying for the right, Who won Columbia praise. Who re sleeping to-night, sleeping to-night, Sleeping on their last camp ground. They're sleeping to night, sleeping to-night, They’re sleeping in their last camp ground.