And we'll fill the vacant ranks with a million freemen
more,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.—Cho.
We will welcome to our numbers the loyal, true and
brave,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom,
And altho' they may be po'or, not a man shall be a
slave,
Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.— Cho.
So we're springing to the
the West,
Shouting the battle-cry
And we'll hurl the rebel
the best,
Shouting the battle-cry
call from the East and from of freedom, crew from the land we love of freedom.—Cho.
Kingdom Coming.[1] (Pat's Pick, page 22.)
Say, darkies, hab you seen old massa, Wid the muffstash on his face, Go long de road some time dis mornin' Like he gwine to leab de place? He seen a smoke, way up de ribber, Where the Linkum gunboats lay; He took his hat an' lef berry sudden An' I spec he's run away!
- ↑ Copyrighted by The S. Brainards' Sons Co., and used by permission.
