BY S. C. MILLER.Air—“Dearest May.”
Fromgranite hills and mountain walls,From prairie, wood, and plain,Fair Freedom’s voice our nation callsOur freedom to maintain.Our country calls old Abraham:Now beat him, if you can;Abe Lincoln will be President—Abe Lincoln is the man.Each, gale that sweeps our country throughIs laden with the call;Old Abe and Hamlin will go through—Sham Democrats must fall.Our country calls, etc.A monument is towering high,In Baltimore erected,In memory oftwo candidatesThat soon will be rejected.Our country calls, etc.Thehappy pairwill run in style—That “conflict” makes them foam;They’ll have a chance to run awhile,And then to stay at home.Our country calls, etc.Ouranswer to the call will be,Abe Lincoln is elected;He’ll rout Disunion Chivalry,Already much dejected.Our country calls, etc.
Fromgranite hills and mountain walls,From prairie, wood, and plain,Fair Freedom’s voice our nation callsOur freedom to maintain.Our country calls old Abraham:Now beat him, if you can;Abe Lincoln will be President—Abe Lincoln is the man.Each, gale that sweeps our country throughIs laden with the call;Old Abe and Hamlin will go through—Sham Democrats must fall.Our country calls, etc.A monument is towering high,In Baltimore erected,In memory oftwo candidatesThat soon will be rejected.Our country calls, etc.Thehappy pairwill run in style—That “conflict” makes them foam;They’ll have a chance to run awhile,And then to stay at home.Our country calls, etc.Ouranswer to the call will be,Abe Lincoln is elected;He’ll rout Disunion Chivalry,Already much dejected.Our country calls, etc.
Fromgranite hills and mountain walls,From prairie, wood, and plain,Fair Freedom’s voice our nation callsOur freedom to maintain.Our country calls old Abraham:Now beat him, if you can;Abe Lincoln will be President—Abe Lincoln is the man.
Fromgranite hills and mountain walls,
From prairie, wood, and plain,
Fair Freedom’s voice our nation calls
Our freedom to maintain.
Our country calls old Abraham:
Now beat him, if you can;
Abe Lincoln will be President—
Abe Lincoln is the man.
Each, gale that sweeps our country throughIs laden with the call;Old Abe and Hamlin will go through—Sham Democrats must fall.Our country calls, etc.
Each, gale that sweeps our country through
Is laden with the call;
Old Abe and Hamlin will go through—
Sham Democrats must fall.
Our country calls, etc.
A monument is towering high,In Baltimore erected,In memory oftwo candidatesThat soon will be rejected.Our country calls, etc.
A monument is towering high,
In Baltimore erected,
In memory oftwo candidates
That soon will be rejected.
Our country calls, etc.
Thehappy pairwill run in style—That “conflict” makes them foam;They’ll have a chance to run awhile,And then to stay at home.Our country calls, etc.
Thehappy pairwill run in style—
That “conflict” makes them foam;
They’ll have a chance to run awhile,
And then to stay at home.
Our country calls, etc.
Ouranswer to the call will be,Abe Lincoln is elected;He’ll rout Disunion Chivalry,Already much dejected.Our country calls, etc.
Ouranswer to the call will be,
Abe Lincoln is elected;
He’ll rout Disunion Chivalry,
Already much dejected.
Our country calls, etc.