OUTSIDER – Letra – ¡Ya Basta! Records

Letra original mecanografiada por Henry Darger – cortesía de Kiyoko Lerner, ADAGP París.

<div id=»pageContainer1″ class=»_3DaXQB8TXp page» data-index=»0″> </div> <div id=»pageContainer1″ class=»_3DaXQB8TXp page» data-index=»0″>1. WHO WILL FOLLOW ANGELINIA ? – I – Who will follow Angelinia, Standing for the right, Holding up her banners, in the thickest fight, Listening for her orders, ready to obey, Who will follow Angelinia, Serving her today. Follow Angelinia, Who will follow Angelinia ? – 2 – Who will follow Angelinia, In wars horrid sway, Marching with the masters, Giving them the praise, Earnest in the battlefields Honoring her laws Faithful to her councils, watchful for her cause Follow Angelinia, Who will follow Angelinia?</div> <div class=»_3DaXQB8TXp page» data-index=»0″> Chorus: Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply? I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I, Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply? I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I Here am I … Here am I … - 3 – Who will follow Angelinia, On this work of love Leading others through the fray, lifting clouds above Courage faithful servant, In the fierce war we see On our side forever, Will our savior be Follow Angelinia, Who will follow Angelinia?</div> <div class=»_3DaXQB8TXp page» data-index=»0″> Chorus: Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply? I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I, Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply? I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I Here am I … Here am I …</div> 2. HARK HARK MY FRIEND. CANNON THUNDERS ARE SWELLING… – I – Hark, hark my friend, cannon thunders are swelling Over earths green fields and Oceans wave beat shore How terrible the truth, those fierce thunders are telling, Of that battle where the enemy shall be no more…. – 2 – Onward we go, for still we hear them thundering, Soldiers come, for out leaders bid you come, And through the dark, it echoes loudly ringing, The results of battles lead us home – 3 – Far, far away, like the judgment at evening pealing The voice of conflict sounds over land and sea, And land vessels, by thousands swiftly sinking, Fierce McWierther turn their dreary waves to thee. – 4 – Rest comes at last, though fight be long and dreary, The day must dawn and darksome storm be past, All conflicts end, with welcomes to the weary, and McWhirther the nations true home, Will come at last Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the fighters of the night. Angels of Jesus, Angels of Light, Waiting to welcome the christians of the Fight Hark, hark my friend, cannon thunders are swelling… 3. ONWARD IN THE FIGHT —- 1 —- Trying to attack on the hills of our savior Always following our generals and King, Shaping our lines vy their brave example, Happy how happy the results that we bring… —- 2 —- Pressing more closely to them who is leading, When we are forced to turn from the fray, Trusting the armies that are strong to defend us, Happy how happy our praises each day… —- 3 —- Marching in the steps of gentle vivian girls, Footsteps of faithfulness, bravery and love, Looking to Go for the victory freely promised Happy how happy our journey above. —- 4 —- Trying to march in the steps of the savior, Onward still onward we’ll follow our guide, When we shall see him, the King in his Beauty, Happy how happy our place at this side… Chorus: How beautiful to march in the steps of the saviour, Onward in the fight, Onward in the fight, How beautiful to march in the steps of the saviour, Led in paths of Light… <div class=»react-file-viewer__content comments2 comments2-annotation-enabled» data-preview-type=»ssr_doc» data-theme=»web»> <div class=»react-file-viewer__preview react-file-preview»> <div class=»flex-preview-container»> <div class=»flex-preview-container»> <div class=»flex-preview-container»> <div class=»preview-content preview-pdf preview-pdf-ssr»> <div class=»viewer-container»> <article class=»_2vSqL8i6js pdf-viewer»> <div class=»EQJE7qmsBz viewer-container__sizer page-container pdf-viewer__pages»> <div class=»_1GmxSv9K16″> 4. BRING THEM IN —- I —– Hark tis the cannons roar I hear, Out in the lands so dark and drear, Destroying the foe who’ve gone astray, Far from the main folds away. —- 2 —- Who’ll go and Storm their lines behind, Help us the wandering slaves to find, Who’ll bring the lost ones to the fold, Where they’ll be sheltered from the cold. —- 3 —- Out in the plains hear their cry, Out in the mountains wild and High, Hark this the battle cry for thee, Go find the children where ever they be. Chorus: Bring them in. Bring them in. Bring them in fron the fields of blood. Bring them in. Bring them in. Bring the wandering children to us. </div> 5. CAN A BOY FORGET HIS MOTHER —- I —- Can a boy forget his mothers pa prayers, When he has wandered, God knows where, Its down the path of death and shame. But Mothers prayers are heard the same. —- 2 —- Can a boy forget his mothers face Whose heart was kind and filled with grace, Her Loving voice, it echoes sweet, She waits, she longs her boy to meet. —- 3 - Can a boy forget his mothers door From which he wandered years before, With tears and sighs she said goodbye, Meet me my boy beyond the sky. – 4 – Can a boy forget that she is dead Though many years have passed and fled, There was that prayer, that sweet goodbye, She waits to welcome thee on high. Chorus Come back my boy come back I say And walk now in thy mothers way. Come back my boy, come back I say, And walk now in thy mothers way…. </div> </article> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> <div class=»react-file-viewer__sidebar» data-preview-type=»ssr_doc» data-theme=»web»> <aside class=»_1ah_BhOiDc _35m4GZHt8p B-DKxNW86P»> <div class=»_5hRhvsTRDu» aria-hidden=»false»> 6. WE SIGH FOR THE CHILD SLAVES We sigh for the child slaves, dread the pains of the new Their raking sorrows are many, their joys are few None are singing, none are dancing Hearts breaking, none entrancing Welcome the good soldiers and welcome the true Daylight is unhappiness, their sad evening is near Their sun of brightness has set, yet no stars shall appear None are singing, none are dancing All in sorrow, none entrancing They wait for the dawn of a glad new year And the trees of life shall wither, the sparks of life shall fall Sorrow still should come and death will horribly call All is alarming, all are in grieving And the rebel hearts deceiving And hope comforts all This tale of war shall be told and the thunder of cannon sung The storming of rebel lines broken, their formation unstrung The battles’ roar alarming, the horrors leave us grieving Child slaves will feel joy when the rebels shall be flung With child freedom coming, new tree spring from the old And peaceful times blossoming leaves unfold All will be cheering, all childish hearts gladdening Vivian Wickey shall fall, when the rebellion goes down The storm of war shall be over and the trees laden with fruits as of old 7. BLESSED ASSURANCE —- I —- Blessed assurance, Glandelinia is mine, Of what a foretaste of Glory devine. Heir of nations purchased from god, When nations in his spirit, are washed in blood. —- 2 —- Perfect submission, perfect delight, Visions of rapture burst forth on my sight, Armies advancing, bring yell far above, Echoes of fury, lack of Love. —- 3 —- Perfect submission, all is lost, To our foes, am happy and blest, Watching and marching, and listening above, Yells of their victory, lost in their love. Chorus This is my story. This is my song. Praising the Abbieannians all the day long, This is my story, this is my song, Praising the Abbieannians all the day long. </div> 8. WE’LL NEVER SAY GOODBY. —- 1 —- Our friends on earth we meet in sorrow While swift the war storm rage, Yet ever comes the sadness that we must say goodby. —- 2 —- How fearful is the thoughts that linger, When loved ones cross deaths land, That when the battles fury here are ended, With them we’ll be at hand. —- 3 —- No parting words had ever been spoken Amid that blinding storm of carnage, But yells of fury and derision and rage, Shall ever more be raged. Chorus We’ll never say goodby in battle, We’ll never say goodby, For in that land of battle and storm, We’ll never say goodby. </aside> 9. SCATTERING THE FIERCE FOEMAN. – I – Scattering the fierce foeman by the way side, Scattering human fiends by the hill side, Scattering the foes of children o’er the fields wide, Scattering fiends of hell by the way… – 2 – Scattering the graycoats for the hoeing, Scattering foemen with the freely sowing, Scattering fiends surely knowing, Surely the Lord will send us the reign… – 3 – Scattering the enemies fierce, doubting never, Scattering hellish creatures trusting ever, Sowing the cannon storm, with shell and endeavor, Trusting the Lord for victory and for yield. Chorus Mowing in the morning Mowing at the noontime, Mowing in the evening Tearing the Glandelinian waves by the way. <aside class=»_1ah_BhOiDc _35m4GZHt8p B-DKxNW86P»> <div class=»_5hRhvsTRDu» aria-hidden=»false»><hr class=»_1hg15rVhTv» /> <div class=»_3DfCFtkX0k _2u9TnyYmDT» role=»tablist»> <div class=»mc-positioned-portal-wrapper» aria-describedby=»tooltip-1c6f1e6727c15dcb»> </div> <div class=»mc-positioned-portal-wrapper» aria-describedby=»tooltip-1d0fd8a2d85b28fe»> </div> <div class=»mc-positioned-portal-wrapper» aria-describedby=»tooltip-d8fa218954198079″> </div> <div class=»mc-positioned-portal-wrapper» aria-describedby=»tooltip-35eac6be6bb30c35″> </div> <div class=»mc-positioned-portal-wrapper» aria-describedby=»tooltip-f435a2a1226f0198″> </div> </div> </div> </aside> </div>