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By Carl Sandburg
The strong men keep coming on.
They go down shot, hanged, sick, broken.
They live on fighting, singing,
lucky as plungers.
The strong men…they keep coming on.
They strong mothers pulling them
from a dark sea, a great prairie,
a long mountain.
Call hallelujah, call amen,
call deep thanks.
The strong men keep coming on.