LINCOLN.

Hecomes, he comes, the fearless man;Throw all your banners forth—Chicago bids him lead the vanOf a united North.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!Let shouts for Lincoln ring;In Union rights let all uniteTo hail our Prairie King.A nation’s hand has wreathed his browWith stars her valor won;To Union’s quick-step, marching now,Comes Freedom’s Western Son.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.Farewell to cliques that would disownThe people’s high behest—That people’s waiting hand shall crownThe champion of the West.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.The people’s rights, the people’s voice,His battle-cry shall be—A nation, in Chicago’s choice,Hails Freedom’s sovereignty.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.The equal rights of North and SouthHe fearless doth proclaim—He’ll tear disunion’s flag from both,And blast each traitor’s name.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.Then ’neath the stripes Time’s hand hath blent,’Neath stars our fathers won,Will make our Lincoln PresidentIn Eighteen Sixty-one.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Hecomes, he comes, the fearless man;Throw all your banners forth—Chicago bids him lead the vanOf a united North.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!Let shouts for Lincoln ring;In Union rights let all uniteTo hail our Prairie King.A nation’s hand has wreathed his browWith stars her valor won;To Union’s quick-step, marching now,Comes Freedom’s Western Son.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.Farewell to cliques that would disownThe people’s high behest—That people’s waiting hand shall crownThe champion of the West.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.The people’s rights, the people’s voice,His battle-cry shall be—A nation, in Chicago’s choice,Hails Freedom’s sovereignty.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.The equal rights of North and SouthHe fearless doth proclaim—He’ll tear disunion’s flag from both,And blast each traitor’s name.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.Then ’neath the stripes Time’s hand hath blent,’Neath stars our fathers won,Will make our Lincoln PresidentIn Eighteen Sixty-one.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Hecomes, he comes, the fearless man;Throw all your banners forth—Chicago bids him lead the vanOf a united North.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!Let shouts for Lincoln ring;In Union rights let all uniteTo hail our Prairie King.

Hecomes, he comes, the fearless man;

Throw all your banners forth—

Chicago bids him lead the van

Of a united North.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!

Let shouts for Lincoln ring;

In Union rights let all unite

To hail our Prairie King.

A nation’s hand has wreathed his browWith stars her valor won;To Union’s quick-step, marching now,Comes Freedom’s Western Son.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

A nation’s hand has wreathed his brow

With stars her valor won;

To Union’s quick-step, marching now,

Comes Freedom’s Western Son.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Farewell to cliques that would disownThe people’s high behest—That people’s waiting hand shall crownThe champion of the West.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Farewell to cliques that would disown

The people’s high behest—

That people’s waiting hand shall crown

The champion of the West.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The people’s rights, the people’s voice,His battle-cry shall be—A nation, in Chicago’s choice,Hails Freedom’s sovereignty.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The people’s rights, the people’s voice,

His battle-cry shall be—

A nation, in Chicago’s choice,

Hails Freedom’s sovereignty.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The equal rights of North and SouthHe fearless doth proclaim—He’ll tear disunion’s flag from both,And blast each traitor’s name.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The equal rights of North and South

He fearless doth proclaim—

He’ll tear disunion’s flag from both,

And blast each traitor’s name.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Then ’neath the stripes Time’s hand hath blent,’Neath stars our fathers won,Will make our Lincoln PresidentIn Eighteen Sixty-one.Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Then ’neath the stripes Time’s hand hath blent,

’Neath stars our fathers won,

Will make our Lincoln President

In Eighteen Sixty-one.

Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

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