My council of Knight's of Columbus #9332 recently posted the below informative piece in their electronic newsletter. Thought I'd share it on my Blog...
If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which taps were played; this brings out a new meaning of it.
Taps was composed in July 1862 at Harrison's Landing in Virginia. If anyone can be said to have composed 'Taps,' it was Brig. Gen. Daniel Butterfield, Commander of the 3rd Brigade, 1st Division, V Army Corps, Army of the Potomac, during the American Civil War.
Dissatisfied with the customary firing of three rifle volleys at the conclusion of burials during battle and also needing a method of ceremonially imparting meaning to the end of a soldier's day, he likely altered an older piece known as "Tattoo," a French bugle call used to signal "lights out," into the call we now know as 'Taps.' (Alternatively, he wrote the whole thing from scratch, a possibility not at all supported by his lack of musical background and ability.)
Whether he wrote it straight from the cuff or improvised something new by rearranging an older work, Butterfield brought 'Taps' into being. With the help of his bugler, Oliver W. Norton of Chicago, the concept was transformed into its present form. "Taps" was quickly taken up by both sides of the conflict, and within months was being sounded by buglers in both Union and Confederate forces.
Then as now, 'Taps' serves as a vital component in ceremonies honoring military dead. It is also understood by American servicemen as an end-of-day 'lights out' signal.
When "Taps" is played at a military funeral, it is customary to salute if in uniform or a veteran, or place your hand over your heart if not.
The haunting melody, we now know as 'Taps' used at military funerals was born.
The words are:
Day is done.
Gone the sun.
>From the lakes
>From the hills.
>From the sky.
All is well.
Safely rest.
God is nigh.
Fading light.
Dims the sight.
And a star.
Gems the sky.
Gleaming bright.
>From afar.
Drawing nigh.
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise.
For our days.
Neath the sun
Neath the stars.
Neath the sky.
As we go.
This we know.
God is nigh
I too have felt the chills while listening to 'Taps' but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along.
I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their Country.
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Palmer (Chief). I'm glad you appreciated my TAPS column. It has always given me chills. When I received it in an e-mail it had a lot of extra BS, which I edited after checking SNOPES. You might check it out to see the fantasy story which sounded too Hollywood.
ReplyDeleteI discoved a few years ago that my Great Grandfather served in the Union Army at Petersburg with a group of Pennsylvania coal miners who dug a tunnel to the Rebels. (That's another story under The Great Crater, the explosion of "tons" of gunpowder under the rebel lines) There is an interesting sidelight regarding the use or not of Negro troops.
Sorry, I got carried away. Is Thieves Alley still a part of Yokosuka? I was there first in 1954. When it was 360 yen to the dollar.
Enjoy your tour,
Dick Wade