| Song | The Vacant Chair |
| Artist | 97th Regimental String Band |
| Album | Tenting on the Old Camp Ground: Civil War Era Songs, Vol. IV |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional Song |
| [00:19.265] | We shall meet but we shall miss him. |
| [00:24.022] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [00:28.788] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [00:33.552] | While we breathe our ev’ning prayer. |
| [00:38.324] | When one year ago we gathered, |
| [00:43.365] | Joy was in his mild blue eye. |
| [00:48.125] | Now the golden cord is severed, |
| [00:52.886] | And our hopes in ruin lie. |
| [00:57.652] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [01:02.413] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [01:07.449] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [01:12.216] | While we breathe our ev’ning prayer. |
| [01:17.541] | At our fireside, sad and lonely, |
| [01:22.584] | Often will the bosom swell |
| [01:27.623] | At remembrance of the story |
| [01:32.663] | How our noble Willie fell. |
| [01:37.436] | How he strove to bear the banner |
| [01:42.467] | Thro’ the thickest of the fight |
| [01:47.511] | And uphold our country’s honor |
| [01:52.268] | In the strength of manhood’s might. |
| [01:57.020] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [02:02.055] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [02:07.087] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [02:12.123] | While we breathe our ev’ning prayer. |
| [02:17.163] | True, they tell us wreaths of glory |
| [02:22.203] | Evermore will deck his brow, |
| [02:26.954] | But this soothes the anguish only, |
| [02:31.993] | Sweeping o’er our heartstrings now. |
| [02:36.745] | Sleep today, O early fallen, |
| [02:41.778] | In thy green and narrow bed. |
| [02:46.539] | Dirges from the pine and cypress |
| [02:51.296] | Mingle with the tears we shed. |
| [02:56.327] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [03:01.374] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [03:06.414] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [03:11.462] | While we breathe our ev’ning prayer. |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Traditional Song |
| [00:19.265] | We shall meet but we shall miss him. |
| [00:24.022] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [00:28.788] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [00:33.552] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [00:38.324] | When one year ago we gathered, |
| [00:43.365] | Joy was in his mild blue eye. |
| [00:48.125] | Now the golden cord is severed, |
| [00:52.886] | And our hopes in ruin lie. |
| [00:57.652] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [01:02.413] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [01:07.449] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [01:12.216] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [01:17.541] | At our fireside, sad and lonely, |
| [01:22.584] | Often will the bosom swell |
| [01:27.623] | At remembrance of the story |
| [01:32.663] | How our noble Willie fell. |
| [01:37.436] | How he strove to bear the banner |
| [01:42.467] | Thro' the thickest of the fight |
| [01:47.511] | And uphold our country' s honor |
| [01:52.268] | In the strength of manhood' s might. |
| [01:57.020] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [02:02.055] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [02:07.087] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [02:12.123] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [02:17.163] | True, they tell us wreaths of glory |
| [02:22.203] | Evermore will deck his brow, |
| [02:26.954] | But this soothes the anguish only, |
| [02:31.993] | Sweeping o' er our heartstrings now. |
| [02:36.745] | Sleep today, O early fallen, |
| [02:41.778] | In thy green and narrow bed. |
| [02:46.539] | Dirges from the pine and cypress |
| [02:51.296] | Mingle with the tears we shed. |
| [02:56.327] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [03:01.374] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [03:06.414] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [03:11.462] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional Song |
| [00:19.265] | We shall meet but we shall miss him. |
| [00:24.022] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [00:28.788] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [00:33.552] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [00:38.324] | When one year ago we gathered, |
| [00:43.365] | Joy was in his mild blue eye. |
| [00:48.125] | Now the golden cord is severed, |
| [00:52.886] | And our hopes in ruin lie. |
| [00:57.652] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [01:02.413] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [01:07.449] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [01:12.216] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [01:17.541] | At our fireside, sad and lonely, |
| [01:22.584] | Often will the bosom swell |
| [01:27.623] | At remembrance of the story |
| [01:32.663] | How our noble Willie fell. |
| [01:37.436] | How he strove to bear the banner |
| [01:42.467] | Thro' the thickest of the fight |
| [01:47.511] | And uphold our country' s honor |
| [01:52.268] | In the strength of manhood' s might. |
| [01:57.020] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [02:02.055] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [02:07.087] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [02:12.123] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |
| [02:17.163] | True, they tell us wreaths of glory |
| [02:22.203] | Evermore will deck his brow, |
| [02:26.954] | But this soothes the anguish only, |
| [02:31.993] | Sweeping o' er our heartstrings now. |
| [02:36.745] | Sleep today, O early fallen, |
| [02:41.778] | In thy green and narrow bed. |
| [02:46.539] | Dirges from the pine and cypress |
| [02:51.296] | Mingle with the tears we shed. |
| [02:56.327] | We shall meet, but we shall miss him. |
| [03:01.374] | There will be one vacant chair. |
| [03:06.414] | We shall linger to caress him |
| [03:11.462] | While we breathe our ev' ning prayer. |