U.S. Field Artillery

U.S. Field Artillery is a patriotic military march of the U.S. Army written in 1917 by John Philip Sousa. The refrain is the "Caissons Go Rolling Along" and is often sung by the band members when it is first played. Part A is not repeated and the refrain is only played twice, following style IABBCDC.

Today, the song is the official song of the U.S. Army and is called "The Army Goes Rolling Along."

John Philip Sousa
Musical Compositions
  • "The Fairest of the Fair"
  • "The Gallant Seventh"
  • "The Gladiator March"
  • "Hands Across the Sea"
  • "High School Cadets"
  • "King Cotton"
  • "The Liberty Bell"
  • "Manhattan Beach"
  • "Minnesota March"
  • "Semper Fidelis"
  • "The Stars and Stripes Forever"
  • "The Thunderer"
  • "Transit of Venus March"
  • "U.S. Field Artillery"
  • "The Washington Post"
Operettas
  • Chris and the Wonderful Lamp
  • Désirée
  • El Capitan
Other performing arts
  • "The Army Goes Rolling Along"
  • Stars and Stripes
  • Stars and Stripes Forever
Other
  • List of compositions by John Philip Sousa
  • audio files
  • John Philip Sousa House
  • United States Marine Corps
  • United States Marine Corps Band
Honoraria
  • John Philip Sousa Bridge
  • John Philip Sousa Foundation
  • John Philip Sousa School (Bronx)
  • John Philip Sousa Junior High School


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