Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe partake,
Let rocks their silence break—
The sound prolong.
Our fathers' God to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing!
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light,
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.
The Battle Cry of Freedom.[1]
(Pat's Pick, page 40.) 4 Flats.
Yes, we'll rally round the flag, boys, we'll rally once again,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.
We will rally from the hillside, we'll gather from the plain,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.
Chorus—
The Union forever, Hurrah! boys, Hurrah!
Down with the traitors, up with the stars,
While we rally round the flag, boys, rally once again,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.
We are springing to the call of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.
- ↑ Used by permission of The John Church Co., owners of copyright.
