Who'll Save the Left

Title

Who'll Save the Left

Subject

Root, Geroge Frederick, 1820-1895
Tompkins, R. T.
Sheet music
American Civil War, 1861-1865
Battles--Songs and music
Tennessee--Murfreesboro
Stones River, Battle of (Murfreesboro, Tennessee : 1862-1863)

Description

Subtitled "A Battle Scene," a song sung in honor of the men of the Nineteenth Illinois Infantry regiment and Union soldiers who died at the Second Battle of Murfreesboro or the Battle of Stones River from December 31, 1862 to January 2, 1863.


Creator

Root, George F. (Frederick) and Tompkins, R. T.

Publisher

Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum

Date

1863

Contributor

Root & Cady

Rights

The Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum holds all rights and permissions.

Format

pdf

Language

en

Identifier

301141
17021031

Coverage

Chicago

Transcription

To perpetuate the glory of the brave men of the 19th Illinois and their companions in arms who fell at Murfreesboro

                                                                   "Who'll save the left,"
                                                                       A Battle Scene.


                                                                            Words 
                                                                         R. Tompkins,
                                                                              Music by
                                                                           Geo. F. Root.
                                                                              Chicago
                                                              Published by Root & Cady 95 Clark St.


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                                                                    "WHO'LL SAVE THE LEFT !"
                                                                                                                                                                                 R.T. & G.F.R.

Thro' two long days the battle raged In front of Mur-frees-bo-ro and can-non balls tore up the earth As plow turn up the furrow Brave soldiers by the hundre fell In fierce assault and sally While bursting shell hiss'd scream'd and fell Like demons in the val-ley. The


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The Northman, and the Southron met, In bold de-fi-ant man-ner, Now vict'ry perch'd on Un-ion flag, And now on rebel banner; But see! upon the Un-ion's left, Bear down in countless numbers, With shouts that seem to wake the hills From their e-ter-nal slum-bers, The reb-el hosts, whose iron rain Beats down our weaker forces, And cov-ers all the battle plain With torn and mangled corses; Still


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onward press the rebel hordes More boldly, fiercer, faster, But Neg-ley's practiced eye discerns The swift and dread disaster, "Who'll save the left," his voice rang out A-bove the roar of battle. "The Nineteenth" shouted Colonel Scott, Amid the muskets rattle "The Nineteenth be it, Make the charge!" Quick as the word was given, The Nineteenth fell up on the foe, As lightning falls from heaven.

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O - ver the stream they went, in - to the fight, Cut-ting their way on the left and the right, Un - heed - ing the storm of the

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shot and shell, Un - heed - ing the fate of their com-rades who fell, On-ward they sped like the fierce lightnings flash,   On - ward they sped with a tor-na - do's crash    On-ward they sped like the bolts of the thun-der Re-sist - lessl-y crush - ing the reb - el hosts un - der  'Till wild in their ter - ror they

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scat-ter'd and fled, Leaving heaps up-on heaps, of their dy - ing and dead; And the shout that went up with the set of the sun, Told the charge was tri - um - phant, the great bat-tle won; Told the charge was tri - um - phant the great bat - tle won.

Status

Complete

Percent Completed

100

Weight

20

Original Format

7
35 cm

Citation

Root, George F. (Frederick) and Tompkins, R. T., “Who'll Save the Left,” Chronicling Illinois, accessed November 12, 2019, http://alplm-cdi.com/chroniclingillinois/items/show/20096.