John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave; (3 раза)
His soul’s marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! his soul’s marching on!

He’s gone to be a soldier in the army of the Lord! (3 раза)
His soul’s marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! his soul’s marching on!

John Brown’s knapsack is strapped upon his back! (3 раза)
His soul’s marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! his soul’s marching on!

His pet lambs will meet him on the way; (3 раза)
They go marching on!

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! his soul’s marching on!

They will hang Jeff Davis to a sour apple tree! (3 раза)
As they march along!

Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah! his soul’s marching on!

Now, three rousing cheers for the Union; (3 раза)
As we are marching on!.