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BAY-STATE SONG. |
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BAY-STATE SONG.
" They had sent word to us from Philadelphia that we could not pass through that city, (Baltimore,) but the Colonel made up his mind that we could; and so we did.
. . . You may depend upon it that wherever we are ordered, we shall do our duty, and not make a blot on the records of Massachusetts."
Letter from a Private of the Sixth Mass. Regiment.
" The cause of Baltimore is the cause of the whole South."
A. H. Stephens.
Tune — " There is Rest for the Weary."
'TIS the old Bay State a-coming,
With the Pine-tree waving high, Foremost where the fight is thickest,
Freedom still her battle-cry. From the rocky shore of Plymouth,
From the plains of Lexington, From beneath the shaft of Bunker, Every hero sends a son. Chorus — To the fray comes the Bay State, Clear the way for the Bay State, Trust you may in the Bay State, She will do or die !
From our dear old Berkshire mountains, From Cape Cod's sea-beaten sand, |
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