Tenting on the old camp ground (Walter Kittredge)
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- Editor: Ashley Etzkorn (submitted 2010-04-18). Score information: 18.6 x 23.2 cm, 1 page, 112 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: melody only. MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.
General Information
Title: Tenting On the Old Camp Ground
Composer: Walter Kittredge
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Unison
Genre: Secular, Folksong
Language: English
Instruments: unknown
First published:
Description: Walter Kittredge, author and composer of this song, records that it was written at a time when he expected to go South to join the Union forces. He was rejected by the surgeon and could not go. Being a singer by profession, he decided to do his part by "singing for Uncle Sam." This song is one of the few that survived the American Civil War.
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Original text and translations
English text
We're tenting tonight on the old camp ground,
Give us a song to cheer
Our weary hearts, a song of home,
And friends we love so dear.
Many are the hearts that are looking tonight, wishing for the war to cease;
Many are the hearst looking for the right to see the dawn of peace.
Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, tenting on the old camp ground.
Many are the hearts that are weary tonight,
Wishing for the war to cease;
Many are the hearts that are looking for the right
To see the dawn of peace.
Many are the hearts that are looking tonight, wishing for the war to cease;
Many are the hearst looking for the right to see the dawn of peace.
Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, tenting on the old camp ground.
We've been tenting tonight on the old camp ground,
Thinking of days gone by,
Of the loved ones at home that gave us the hand
And the tear that said "Goodbye!"
Many are the hearts that are looking tonight, wishing for the war to cease;
Many are the hearst looking for the right to see the dawn of peace.
Tenting tonight, tenting tonight, tenting on the old camp ground.
We are tired of war on the old camp ground,
Many are dead and gone,
Of the brave and true who've left their homes,
Others been wounded long.
Many are the hearts that are looking tonight, wishing for the war to cease;
Many are the hearst looking for the right to see the dawn of peace.
Dying tonight,dying tonight, dying on the old camp ground.