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RALLYING SONG. 115 |
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With our fathers' deeds before us, And their starry banner o'er us, For the land they rescued for us, We will welcome any fate.
We have left our cheerful quarters,
By the Mississippi's waters,
And our wives, and sons, and daughters,
For the fierce and bloody fight; But they will not deplore us, With the foe encamped before us, For the God who watches o'er us,
Will himself protect the right. Chorus — We have come from the prairies, &c.
From the dear Dubuque we rally, And the swift Missouri's valley, And to combat forth we sally,
With the armies of the free ; Like the flood that flows forever, We will flee the battle never, But the waters of our river,
We will follow to the sea.
We have come from the prairies, &c.
Where our country's voice is calling, Where the foeman's strokes are falling, |
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