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Hanging from the beam Slowly swaying such

Hanging from the beam
Slowly swaying such the law
Gaunt the shadow on the green
Shenandoah!
The cut is on the crown
Lo John Brown
And the stabs shall heal no more.
Hidden in the cap
Is the anguish none can draw
So your future veils its face
Shenandoah!
But the streaming beard is shown
Weird John Brown
The meteor of the war..

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