Break it gently to my mother : song & chorus / words by the author of "When this war is over" music by Fredk. Buckley
Buckley, F. R. (Frederick Robert), 1833-1864. “Break it gently to my mother : song & chorus / words by the author of "When this war is over" music by Fredk. Buckley.” Digital Gallery. BGSU University Libraries, 24 May 2018, digitalgallery.bgsu.edu/collections/item/32837. Accessed 31 Mar. 2020.
|Title||Break it gently to my mother : song & chorus / words by the author of "When this war is over" music by Fredk. Buckley|
|Subject||Soldiers -- Family relationships -- Songs and music|
|War songs -- United States|
|Popular music -- United States -- To 1901|
|Gettysburg, Battle of, Gettysburg, Pa., 1863 -- Songs and music|
|United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Songs and music|
|Description||For voice and piano with chorus refrain|
|"Words by M.A. Geuville"--Caption|
|"Sung by Buckley's Serenaders."|
|Price mark 3 in eight-pointed star|
|Creator||Buckley, F. R. (Frederick Robert), 1833-1864|
|Source||Sheet Music Collection; Music Library and Bill Schurk Sound Archives; University Libraries; Bowling Green State University|
|Publisher||Boston (291 Washington St., Boston) : Henry Tolman & Co.|
|Contributor||Geuville, M. A. Lyricist.|
|Buckley's New Orleans Serenaders. Performer.|
|Format||1 score (2 unnumbered pages, 3-5 pages, 1 unnumbered page) 34 cm|
|3392 Henry Tolman & Co|
|Alternative Title||First line of text: See! ere the sun sinks behind those hills;First line of chorus: Goodbye my mother ever dear|
VERSE 01: See! Ere the sun sinks behind those hills,/Ere darkness the earth doth cover/You will lay me low, in the cold damp ground,/Break it gently to my mother/I see her sweet sad face on me now and a smile doth o’er it hover/O God I would spare the tears that will flow,/Break it gently to my mother.
VERSE 02: Oh say that in battle I’ve nobly died for/Right and our Country’s honor/Thickly around fell our enemy’s shafts/Yet God saved our starry banner/My sister, playmate of boyhood’s years, will lament her fallen brother,/She must try to sooth our parents woe/Break it gently to me mother.
CHORUS: Goodbye my mother ever dear/Sister, you loved your brother/Comrades I take a last farewell,/Break it gently to my mother