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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.