Top Songs Of The Civil War *Noteworthy* A Southern Womans Song Stitch, stitch, stitch, Little needle, swiftly fly, Brightly glittering as you go; Every time that you pass by Warms my heart with pitys glow. Dreams of comfort that will cheer, Through winters cold, the volunteer, Dreams of courage you will bring, Smile on me like flowers in spring. Stitch, stitch, stitch, Swiftly, little needle, fly, Through this flannel, soft and warm; Though with cold the soldiers sigh, This will sure keep out the storm. Set the buttons close and tight, Out to shut the winters damp, Therell be none to fix them right In the soldiers tented camp. Stitch, stitch, stitch, Ah! needle, do not linger; Close the thread, make fine the knot; Therell be no dainty finger To arrange a seam forgot. Though small and tiny you may be, Do all that you are able; A mouse a lion once set free, As says the pretty fable. Stitch, stitch, stitch, Swiftly, little needle, glide, Thines a pleasant labor; To clothe the soldier be thy pride, While he wields the sabre. Ours are tireless hearts and hands; To Southern wives and mothers, All who join our warlike bands Are our friends and brothers. Stitch, stitch, stitch, Little needle, swiftly fly; From the morning until eve, As the moments pass thee by, These substantial comforts weave. Busy thoughts are at our hearts-- Thoughts of hopeful cheer, As we toil, till day departs, For the noble volunteer. Quick, quick, quick, Swiftly, little needle, go; For our homes most pleasant fires Let a loving greeting flow To our brothers and our sires; We have tears for those who fall-- Smiles for those who laugh at fear-- Hope and sympathy for all-- Every noble volunteer.
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 18:44:28 +0000
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