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THE FALL OF THE ALAMO

THE HYMN OF TEXAN LIBERTY[1]

I.


Rise, valiant yeomen, one and all,
And take your swords in hand;
For hear you not the thrilling call
Of Freedom through the land?
So let her not appeal in vain,
But raise for her a holy fane:
Rise, freemen, rise! your watchword be:
"For Texas and her Liberty!"

2.


Leave wife and child, drop tool and plow,
Your home, your work forsake!
A higher prize of yours is now
In danger and at stake:
Your faith, your honor and your right
Are threatened by the tyrant's might;
Rise, freemen, rise! your watchword be:
" For Texas and her Liberty!"

3.


No earthly treasure is too high.
Too great no sacrifice.
E'en though it were to bleed and die
For Freedom's lofty prize;

  1. For the tune of this Hymn see page 241.