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The Tale the Church Bell Told Verse: In the shattered part of France, In the very heart of France, a soldier from a Yankee shore, Lay dreaming by an old church door
From the belfry in the sky, He thought he heard the old bell sigh. Refrain: I was lonely in my steeple, how I missed the birds of spring
Looking down upon my people, it just broke my heart to ring
Through the din of cannon thunder I could hear the cries of young and old
Someone will answer for this vi’lence, answer for my silence that’s the tale the church bell tolled. Verse: Now the clouds have all rolled by, Up here in a peaceful sky, I’ll ring again and then I’ll see, My people coming back to me
Ev’ry time they kneel to pray, I’ll dry their tears of yesterday. Refrain
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 21, Folder 1
Local Identifier
2014_12996_693
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Ev’ry time they kneel to pray, I’ll dry their tears of yesterday. Refrain
Someone will answer for this vi’lence, answer for my silence that’s the tale the church bell tolled. Verse: Now the clouds have all rolled by, Up here in a peaceful sky, I’ll ring again and then I’ll see, My people coming back to me
Through the din of cannon thunder I could hear the cries of young and old
Looking down upon my people, it just broke my heart to ring
From the belfry in the sky, He thought he heard the old bell sigh. Refrain: I was lonely in my steeple, how I missed the birds of spring
The Tale the Church Bell Told Verse: In the shattered part of France, In the very heart of France, a soldier from a Yankee shore, Lay dreaming by an old church door
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 21, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_693
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Ev’ry time they kneel to pray, I’ll dry their tears of yesterday. Refrain
Someone will answer for this vi’lence, answer for my silence that’s the tale the church bell tolled. Verse: Now the clouds have all rolled by, Up here in a peaceful sky, I’ll ring again and then I’ll see, My people coming back to me
Through the din of cannon thunder I could hear the cries of young and old
Looking down upon my people, it just broke my heart to ring
From the belfry in the sky, He thought he heard the old bell sigh. Refrain: I was lonely in my steeple, how I missed the birds of spring
The Tale the Church Bell Told Verse: In the shattered part of France, In the very heart of France, a soldier from a Yankee shore, Lay dreaming by an old church door
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Series 2, Box 21, Folder 1
Record Series 12/9/96
Local Identifier
2014_12996_693
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986