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A Soldier’s Rosary Verse: A mother’s last words to ev’ry soldier “kneel down at night and say your prayers” But he’s so weary, thro’ days so dreary, after all his trials and cares, Don’t worry mother, he serves his Maker when he serves his country’s needs. No matter where each act is a pray’r and they form the links upon a soldier’s beads. Refrain: For his thoughts keep turning homeward and their pray’rs come drifting back that’s his chaplet and his guide to victory, But bullets are his beads and on his knees he pleads that each one will help to end the misery, E’vry shot a pearl, each pearl a pray’r he fights until he falls, “Lost in action” comes the message o’er the sea. And while the nation mourns his loss his dear old mother bears the cross that’s a soldier’s rosary Verse: When bells are tolling our hearts consoling we seek the chapel o’er the way When cannons thunder would we I wonder, ever take the time to pray, The foe before him, no shelter o’er him over head the cold stars sh
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 20, Folder 1
Local Identifier
2014_12996_643
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
A Soldier’s Rosary Verse: A mother’s last words to ev’ry soldier “kneel down at night and say your prayers” But he’s so weary, thro’ days so dreary, after all his trials and cares, Don’t worry mother, he serves his Maker when he serves his country’s needs. No matter where each act is a pray’r and they form the links upon a soldier’s beads. Refrain: For his thoughts keep turning homeward and their pray’rs come drifting back that’s his chaplet and his guide to victory, But bullets are his beads and on his knees he pleads that each one will help to end the misery, E’vry shot a pearl, each pearl a pray’r he fights until he falls, “Lost in action” comes the message o’er the sea. And while the nation mourns his loss his dear old mother bears the cross that’s a soldier’s rosary Verse: When bells are tolling our hearts consoling we seek the chapel o’er the way When cannons thunder would we I wonder, ever take the time to pray, The foe before him, no shelter o’er him over head the cold stars sh
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 20, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_643
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
A Soldier’s Rosary Verse: A mother’s last words to ev’ry soldier “kneel down at night and say your prayers” But he’s so weary, thro’ days so dreary, after all his trials and cares, Don’t worry mother, he serves his Maker when he serves his country’s needs. No matter where each act is a pray’r and they form the links upon a soldier’s beads. Refrain: For his thoughts keep turning homeward and their pray’rs come drifting back that’s his chaplet and his guide to victory, But bullets are his beads and on his knees he pleads that each one will help to end the misery, E’vry shot a pearl, each pearl a pray’r he fights until he falls, “Lost in action” comes the message o’er the sea. And while the nation mourns his loss his dear old mother bears the cross that’s a soldier’s rosary Verse: When bells are tolling our hearts consoling we seek the chapel o’er the way When cannons thunder would we I wonder, ever take the time to pray, The foe before him, no shelter o’er him over head the cold stars sh
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 20, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_643
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986