As the sun sank slowly in the West
A thunderstorm and gale
Wept tears to see the brave black troops
Shot down by leaden hail.
A negro saw the old flag fall
And threw his gun away
To grasp the falling colors staff
And lead them to the fray.
And he said to all around
"I've only done my duty boys,
The old Flag never touch'd the ground."
Around the dead and dying lay;
He reach'd the parapet,
The old flag never touched the ground,
As kneeling he held it yet.
Where the bold black hero lay;
Two armies battled for the fort,
The Blue against the Gray
Amid the awful slaughter there,
he said to all around,
"I've only done my duty, boys,
It did not touch the ground."