Stand by the Union.Air—Wait for the Wagon.Fellow-citizens and soldiers! I’ve a word or two to say,There’s no use to dodge the question, or to flout the facts away;If a man is not a traitor, he’ll not fear to show his hand,And unless we all are rebels, we must by the Union stand.CHORUS.Stand by the Union! Stand by the Union!Stand by the Union! and be on the right side.When soldiers’ plumes are dyed with blood, the good old hearty red,We’d better mark the knave who wears white feathers on his head;While batteries menace Washington, and rebel armies rise,A coward or a traitor’s he who prates of “Compromise.”Stand by the Union, etc.The only Compromise we’ll make is at the cannon’s mouth,The only terms of Peace we’ll give—Submission by the South:One only power must rule the land—it can’t be ruled by two—And we must prove who strongest are—the Traitors or the True!Stand by the Union, etc.’Tis ours to meet and measure now the powers of Right and Wrong,While they are weak with Slavery, in Union we are strong;For all that Washington bequeathed to humankind we fight—Hurrah, then, for the Union! and may God protect the Right!Stand by the Union, etc.
Air—Wait for the Wagon.
Fellow-citizens and soldiers! I’ve a word or two to say,There’s no use to dodge the question, or to flout the facts away;If a man is not a traitor, he’ll not fear to show his hand,And unless we all are rebels, we must by the Union stand.CHORUS.Stand by the Union! Stand by the Union!Stand by the Union! and be on the right side.When soldiers’ plumes are dyed with blood, the good old hearty red,We’d better mark the knave who wears white feathers on his head;While batteries menace Washington, and rebel armies rise,A coward or a traitor’s he who prates of “Compromise.”Stand by the Union, etc.The only Compromise we’ll make is at the cannon’s mouth,The only terms of Peace we’ll give—Submission by the South:One only power must rule the land—it can’t be ruled by two—And we must prove who strongest are—the Traitors or the True!Stand by the Union, etc.’Tis ours to meet and measure now the powers of Right and Wrong,While they are weak with Slavery, in Union we are strong;For all that Washington bequeathed to humankind we fight—Hurrah, then, for the Union! and may God protect the Right!Stand by the Union, etc.
Fellow-citizens and soldiers! I’ve a word or two to say,There’s no use to dodge the question, or to flout the facts away;If a man is not a traitor, he’ll not fear to show his hand,And unless we all are rebels, we must by the Union stand.CHORUS.Stand by the Union! Stand by the Union!Stand by the Union! and be on the right side.When soldiers’ plumes are dyed with blood, the good old hearty red,We’d better mark the knave who wears white feathers on his head;While batteries menace Washington, and rebel armies rise,A coward or a traitor’s he who prates of “Compromise.”Stand by the Union, etc.The only Compromise we’ll make is at the cannon’s mouth,The only terms of Peace we’ll give—Submission by the South:One only power must rule the land—it can’t be ruled by two—And we must prove who strongest are—the Traitors or the True!Stand by the Union, etc.’Tis ours to meet and measure now the powers of Right and Wrong,While they are weak with Slavery, in Union we are strong;For all that Washington bequeathed to humankind we fight—Hurrah, then, for the Union! and may God protect the Right!Stand by the Union, etc.
Fellow-citizens and soldiers! I’ve a word or two to say,There’s no use to dodge the question, or to flout the facts away;If a man is not a traitor, he’ll not fear to show his hand,And unless we all are rebels, we must by the Union stand.
Fellow-citizens and soldiers! I’ve a word or two to say,
There’s no use to dodge the question, or to flout the facts away;
If a man is not a traitor, he’ll not fear to show his hand,
And unless we all are rebels, we must by the Union stand.
CHORUS.
Stand by the Union! Stand by the Union!Stand by the Union! and be on the right side.
Stand by the Union! Stand by the Union!
Stand by the Union! and be on the right side.
When soldiers’ plumes are dyed with blood, the good old hearty red,We’d better mark the knave who wears white feathers on his head;While batteries menace Washington, and rebel armies rise,A coward or a traitor’s he who prates of “Compromise.”Stand by the Union, etc.
When soldiers’ plumes are dyed with blood, the good old hearty red,
We’d better mark the knave who wears white feathers on his head;
While batteries menace Washington, and rebel armies rise,
A coward or a traitor’s he who prates of “Compromise.”
Stand by the Union, etc.
The only Compromise we’ll make is at the cannon’s mouth,The only terms of Peace we’ll give—Submission by the South:One only power must rule the land—it can’t be ruled by two—And we must prove who strongest are—the Traitors or the True!Stand by the Union, etc.
The only Compromise we’ll make is at the cannon’s mouth,
The only terms of Peace we’ll give—Submission by the South:
One only power must rule the land—it can’t be ruled by two—
And we must prove who strongest are—the Traitors or the True!
Stand by the Union, etc.
’Tis ours to meet and measure now the powers of Right and Wrong,While they are weak with Slavery, in Union we are strong;For all that Washington bequeathed to humankind we fight—Hurrah, then, for the Union! and may God protect the Right!Stand by the Union, etc.
’Tis ours to meet and measure now the powers of Right and Wrong,
While they are weak with Slavery, in Union we are strong;
For all that Washington bequeathed to humankind we fight—
Hurrah, then, for the Union! and may God protect the Right!
Stand by the Union, etc.