| Song | Cumberland Crew |
| Artist | 97th Regimental String Band |
| Album | Tenting on the Old Camp Ground: Civil War Era Songs, Vol. IV |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional Song |
| [00:04.041] | Oh! shipmates, come, gather, and join in my ditty; |
| [00:07.986] | Of a terrible battle that happened, of late: |
| [00:11.894] | Let each Union-Tar shed a tear of his pity, |
| [00:15.952] | When he thinks of the once gallant Cumberland's fate. |
| [00:20.075] | The Eight day of March told a terrible story, |
| [00:23.795] | When many a brave tar to this world bid: Adieu! |
| [00:27.780] | Our Flag it was wrapt in a mantle of glory |
| [00:31.580] | By the heroic deeds of the Cumberland's crew. |
| [00:38.029] | On that ill-fated day, about ten in the morning, |
| [00:41.950] | The sky it was cloudless, and bright shone the Sun: |
| [00:46.111] | The drums of the Cumberland sounded a warning |
| [00:49.909] | That told every seaman to stand by his gun. |
| [00:53.828] | An Iron-clad Frigate down on us came bearing, |
| [00:57.710] | High up in the air her base Rebel Flag flew; |
| [01:02.039] | An emblem of Treason she proudly was waving, |
| [01:06.214] | Determined to conquer the Cumberland's crew. |
| [01:13.621] | Now, up spoke our Captain with stern resolution, |
| [01:17.401] | Saying: boys, of this monster now don't be afraid, |
| [01:20.990] | We swore to maintain our beloved Constitution, |
| [01:24.880] | And to die for our Country we are not afraid! |
| [01:28.730] | We fight for our Union: our cause it is glorious, |
| [01:32.590] | By the Stars and the Stripes we will ever stand true. |
| [01:36.530] | We'll sink at our quarters, or conquer victorious! |
| [01:40.410] | Was answered, by cheers, by the Cumberland's crew. |
| [01:47.330] | Our noble ship fired with guns' dreadful thunder, |
| [01:51.399] | Our broad-side, like hail, on the Rebel did pore: |
| [01:55.390] | The people gazed on, struck with terror and wonder: |
| [01:59.165] | As the shots struck her sides, and glanced harmless o'er; |
| [02:04.080] | But the pride of our Navy could never be daunted, |
| [02:08.060] | Tho' the decks with the dead and the wounded did strew: |
| [02:11.910] | The stars spangled banner how proudly it flaunted, |
| [02:15.879] | It was hailed to the mast by the Cumberland's crew! |
| [02:22.790] | They fought us three hours, with stern resolution, |
| [02:26.723] | Till these Rebels found cannon would never decide; |
| [02:30.713] | For, the Flag of Secession has no power to gall them, |
| [02:34.654] | Tho' the blood from our scuppers it crimsond the tide; |
| [02:38.454] | She struck us amidst-ship, our planks she did sever; |
| [02:42.260] | Her sharp Iron-prong pierced our noble ship through: |
| [02:46.150] | And they cried, as they sunk on that dark rolling river, |
| [02:49.950] | We'll die at our guns! cried the Cumberlands crew. |
| [02:57.090] | Slowly she sank in the dark rolling waters, |
| [03:00.970] | Their voices on earth will be heard ne'er more |
| [03:05.020] | They'll be wept by Columbia's brave sons and fair daughters, |
| [03:08.840] | May their blood be avenged on Virginia's old shore. |
| [03:12.890] | And if ever sailors in battle assemble |
| [03:16.640] | God bless our dear Banner, the Red, White and Blue! |
| [03:20.640] | Beneath its proud folds, we'll cause tyrans to tremble, |
| [03:24.460] | Or sink at our guns, like the Cumberland's crew! |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional Song |
| [00:04.041] | Oh! shipmates, come, gather, and join in my ditty |
| [00:07.986] | Of a terrible battle that happened, of late: |
| [00:11.894] | Let each UnionTar shed a tear of his pity, |
| [00:15.952] | When he thinks of the once gallant Cumberland' s fate. |
| [00:20.075] | The Eight day of March told a terrible story, |
| [00:23.795] | When many a brave tar to this world bid: Adieu! |
| [00:27.780] | Our Flag it was wrapt in a mantle of glory |
| [00:31.580] | By the heroic deeds of the Cumberland' s crew. |
| [00:38.029] | On that illfated day, about ten in the morning, |
| [00:41.950] | The sky it was cloudless, and bright shone the Sun: |
| [00:46.111] | The drums of the Cumberland sounded a warning |
| [00:49.909] | That told every seaman to stand by his gun. |
| [00:53.828] | An Ironclad Frigate down on us came bearing, |
| [00:57.710] | High up in the air her base Rebel Flag flew |
| [01:02.039] | An emblem of Treason she proudly was waving, |
| [01:06.214] | Determined to conquer the Cumberland' s crew. |
| [01:13.621] | Now, up spoke our Captain with stern resolution, |
| [01:17.401] | Saying: boys, of this monster now don' t be afraid, |
| [01:20.990] | We swore to maintain our beloved Constitution, |
| [01:24.880] | And to die for our Country we are not afraid! |
| [01:28.730] | We fight for our Union: our cause it is glorious, |
| [01:32.590] | By the Stars and the Stripes we will ever stand true. |
| [01:36.530] | We' ll sink at our quarters, or conquer victorious! |
| [01:40.410] | Was answered, by cheers, by the Cumberland' s crew. |
| [01:47.330] | Our noble ship fired with guns' dreadful thunder, |
| [01:51.399] | Our broadside, like hail, on the Rebel did pore: |
| [01:55.390] | The people gazed on, struck with terror and wonder: |
| [01:59.165] | As the shots struck her sides, and glanced harmless o' er |
| [02:04.080] | But the pride of our Navy could never be daunted, |
| [02:08.060] | Tho' the decks with the dead and the wounded did strew: |
| [02:11.910] | The stars spangled banner how proudly it flaunted, |
| [02:15.879] | It was hailed to the mast by the Cumberland' s crew! |
| [02:22.790] | They fought us three hours, with stern resolution, |
| [02:26.723] | Till these Rebels found cannon would never decide |
| [02:30.713] | For, the Flag of Secession has no power to gall them, |
| [02:34.654] | Tho' the blood from our scuppers it crimsond the tide |
| [02:38.454] | She struck us amidstship, our planks she did sever |
| [02:42.260] | Her sharp Ironprong pierced our noble ship through: |
| [02:46.150] | And they cried, as they sunk on that dark rolling river, |
| [02:49.950] | We' ll die at our guns! cried the Cumberlands crew. |
| [02:57.090] | Slowly she sank in the dark rolling waters, |
| [03:00.970] | Their voices on earth will be heard ne' er more |
| [03:05.020] | They' ll be wept by Columbia' s brave sons and fair daughters, |
| [03:08.840] | May their blood be avenged on Virginia' s old shore. |
| [03:12.890] | And if ever sailors in battle assemble |
| [03:16.640] | God bless our dear Banner, the Red, White and Blue! |
| [03:20.640] | Beneath its proud folds, we' ll cause tyrans to tremble, |
| [03:24.460] | Or sink at our guns, like the Cumberland' s crew! |