We’re tenting tonight on the old camp ground.
Give us a song to cheer
Our weary hearts, a song of home,
And friends we love so dear.
Many are the hears that are weary tonight,
Wishing for the war to cease,
Many are the hearts that are looking for the right,
To see the dawn of peace.
Tenting tonight, tenting tonight,
tenting on the old camp ground.
We’ve been tenting tonight on the old
Thinking of days gone by.
Of the loved ones at home that gave us the hand,
And the tear that said “good-by!”
We are tired of war on the old camp ground.
Many are dead and gone,
Of the brave and true who’ve left their homes,
Others been wounded long.
We’ve been fighting today on the old
Many are lying near;
Some are dead and some are dying,
Many are in tears.
Dying tonight, dying tonight, dying on
the old camp ground. (Repeat.)