John Brown’s body

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on.

John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,

John Brown's body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
But his soul goes marching on. Chorus:

John Brown died to put an end to slavery (3x)

But his soul goes marching on.

He captured Harper’s Ferry with his 19 men so true

He frighten Old Viginny ’til she trembled thru & Thru

They hung him as a traitor, they themselves the traitor crew,

But his soul goes marching on.

He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord, (3x)

His soul goes marching on.

John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back, (3x)

His soul goes marching on.

John Brown died that the slaves might be free, (3x)
His soul goes marching on.

The stars above in Heaven are looking kindly down, (3x)
On the grave of Old John Brown.

Now has come a glorious jubilee, (3x)

the slaves have all been freed. Chorus: Glory!