Tune—“Granite State.”
Fromthe green hills of New England,From the Western slopes and prairies,From the mines of Pennsylvania,Have you heard the loud alarm?For the war note has been sounded,And the Locos stand astounded,While their rule, in ruin founded,Sinks before the people’s arm.Steeped in infamous corruption,Sold to sugar-cane and cotton,Lo! a nation’s heart is rotten,And the vampires suck her blood;O’er our broad andfreedominionsRules the Cotton king whose minionsClip our fearless eagle’s pinions,And invite Oppression’s reign.We have chosen us a leader,And with “resolute endeavor”Let us strike at once—or never,For the land we love so well;With a victory before us,And a stainless banner o’er us,Let us shout the joyful chorus,Ringing loud the Freedom bell.We believe as did the heroesOf our noble Revolution,That our noble constitution,Is the guide to Liberty;And we go for non-extension,In the field, as in convention,And rejoice in the declensionOf the curse of all the free.With a patriot heart to guide us,All therailing accusations,Honest Abraham occasions,Greet our ears as pleasant chimes;For a son of honest labor,Calling every man his neighbor,Grasping Freedom’s trenchant saber,Stands the hero of his times.Come, then, friends of working-classes—Every State beneath its banners—And with shouts and loud hosannahsRaise the people’s standard high;Roll along the mighty chorus,And the reeling foe before usNever more shall triumph o’er us,For a brighter day is nigh.
Fromthe green hills of New England,From the Western slopes and prairies,From the mines of Pennsylvania,Have you heard the loud alarm?For the war note has been sounded,And the Locos stand astounded,While their rule, in ruin founded,Sinks before the people’s arm.Steeped in infamous corruption,Sold to sugar-cane and cotton,Lo! a nation’s heart is rotten,And the vampires suck her blood;O’er our broad andfreedominionsRules the Cotton king whose minionsClip our fearless eagle’s pinions,And invite Oppression’s reign.We have chosen us a leader,And with “resolute endeavor”Let us strike at once—or never,For the land we love so well;With a victory before us,And a stainless banner o’er us,Let us shout the joyful chorus,Ringing loud the Freedom bell.We believe as did the heroesOf our noble Revolution,That our noble constitution,Is the guide to Liberty;And we go for non-extension,In the field, as in convention,And rejoice in the declensionOf the curse of all the free.With a patriot heart to guide us,All therailing accusations,Honest Abraham occasions,Greet our ears as pleasant chimes;For a son of honest labor,Calling every man his neighbor,Grasping Freedom’s trenchant saber,Stands the hero of his times.Come, then, friends of working-classes—Every State beneath its banners—And with shouts and loud hosannahsRaise the people’s standard high;Roll along the mighty chorus,And the reeling foe before usNever more shall triumph o’er us,For a brighter day is nigh.
Fromthe green hills of New England,From the Western slopes and prairies,From the mines of Pennsylvania,Have you heard the loud alarm?For the war note has been sounded,And the Locos stand astounded,While their rule, in ruin founded,Sinks before the people’s arm.
Fromthe green hills of New England,
From the Western slopes and prairies,
From the mines of Pennsylvania,
Have you heard the loud alarm?
For the war note has been sounded,
And the Locos stand astounded,
While their rule, in ruin founded,
Sinks before the people’s arm.
Steeped in infamous corruption,Sold to sugar-cane and cotton,Lo! a nation’s heart is rotten,And the vampires suck her blood;O’er our broad andfreedominionsRules the Cotton king whose minionsClip our fearless eagle’s pinions,And invite Oppression’s reign.
Steeped in infamous corruption,
Sold to sugar-cane and cotton,
Lo! a nation’s heart is rotten,
And the vampires suck her blood;
O’er our broad andfreedominions
Rules the Cotton king whose minions
Clip our fearless eagle’s pinions,
And invite Oppression’s reign.
We have chosen us a leader,And with “resolute endeavor”Let us strike at once—or never,For the land we love so well;With a victory before us,And a stainless banner o’er us,Let us shout the joyful chorus,Ringing loud the Freedom bell.
We have chosen us a leader,
And with “resolute endeavor”
Let us strike at once—or never,
For the land we love so well;
With a victory before us,
And a stainless banner o’er us,
Let us shout the joyful chorus,
Ringing loud the Freedom bell.
We believe as did the heroesOf our noble Revolution,That our noble constitution,Is the guide to Liberty;And we go for non-extension,In the field, as in convention,And rejoice in the declensionOf the curse of all the free.
We believe as did the heroes
Of our noble Revolution,
That our noble constitution,
Is the guide to Liberty;
And we go for non-extension,
In the field, as in convention,
And rejoice in the declension
Of the curse of all the free.
With a patriot heart to guide us,All therailing accusations,Honest Abraham occasions,Greet our ears as pleasant chimes;For a son of honest labor,Calling every man his neighbor,Grasping Freedom’s trenchant saber,Stands the hero of his times.
With a patriot heart to guide us,
All therailing accusations,
Honest Abraham occasions,
Greet our ears as pleasant chimes;
For a son of honest labor,
Calling every man his neighbor,
Grasping Freedom’s trenchant saber,
Stands the hero of his times.
Come, then, friends of working-classes—Every State beneath its banners—And with shouts and loud hosannahsRaise the people’s standard high;Roll along the mighty chorus,And the reeling foe before usNever more shall triumph o’er us,For a brighter day is nigh.
Come, then, friends of working-classes—
Every State beneath its banners—
And with shouts and loud hosannahs
Raise the people’s standard high;
Roll along the mighty chorus,
And the reeling foe before us
Never more shall triumph o’er us,
For a brighter day is nigh.