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by James Sloane Gibbons (1810 - 1892)

We are coming Father Abraam: 300,000 more
Language: English 
We are coming Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more, 
From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's shore; 
We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and children dear, 
With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear; 
We dare not look behind us but steadfastly before, 
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more. 

Chorus: 
We are coming, coming our union to restore 
We are coming Father Abraam, with three hundred thousand more. 

If you look across the hilltops that meet the northern sky. 
Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry; 
And now the wind an instant, tears the cloudy veil aside, 
And floats aloft our spangled flag in glory and in pride; 
And bayonets in the sunlight beam, and bands brave music pour, 
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more. 

If you look all up our valleys, where the growing harvests shine, 
You may see our sturdy farmer boys fast forming into line; 
And children from their mothers knees are pulling at the weeds, 
And learning how to reap and sow, against their country's needs; 
And a farewell group stands weeping at every cottage door, 
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more. 

You have called us and we're coming, by Richmond's bloody tide, 
To lay us down for freedom's sake, our brother's bones beside; 
Or from foul treason's savage group to wrench the murd'rous blade, 
And in the face of foreign foes its fragments to parade; 
Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone before, 
We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more.

Text Authorship:

  • by James Sloane Gibbons (1810 - 1892) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Stephen Collins Foster (1826 - 1864), "We are coming Father Abraam: 300,000 more", published 1862. [voice and piano] [
     text verified 1 time
    ]

Researcher for this page: Laura Prichard [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2015-12-25
Line count: 27
Word count: 267

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