RALLYING SONG.

Thewar drums are beating;Prepare for the fight!The people are gatheringIn strength and in might;Fling out your broad bannerAgainst the blue skyWith Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.The clarion is sounding,From inland to shore;Your sword and your lancesMust slumber no more;The slave-driving minions,See, see, how they fly!With Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.

Thewar drums are beating;Prepare for the fight!The people are gatheringIn strength and in might;Fling out your broad bannerAgainst the blue skyWith Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.The clarion is sounding,From inland to shore;Your sword and your lancesMust slumber no more;The slave-driving minions,See, see, how they fly!With Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.

Thewar drums are beating;Prepare for the fight!The people are gatheringIn strength and in might;Fling out your broad bannerAgainst the blue skyWith Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.

Thewar drums are beating;

Prepare for the fight!

The people are gathering

In strength and in might;

Fling out your broad banner

Against the blue sky

With Lincoln and Hamlin

We’ll conquer or die.

The clarion is sounding,From inland to shore;Your sword and your lancesMust slumber no more;The slave-driving minions,See, see, how they fly!With Lincoln and HamlinWe’ll conquer or die.

The clarion is sounding,

From inland to shore;

Your sword and your lances

Must slumber no more;

The slave-driving minions,

See, see, how they fly!

With Lincoln and Hamlin

We’ll conquer or die.


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