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William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.

The Yankee Volunteer

THE DAYS of seventy-six, my boys,

We ever must revere:

Our fathers took their muskets then,

To fight for freedom dear.

Upon the plains of Lexington,

They made the foe look queer.

O, ’tis great delight to march and fight

As a Yankee volunteer.

The next, on famous Bunker hill,

Our standard they did rear;

’Twas there our gallant Warren fell—

I tell it with a tear.

But, for their victory that day,

The foe did pay full dear:

O, ’tis great delight to march and fight

As a Yankee volunteer.

Through snow and ice at Trenton, boys,

They cross’d the Delaware;

Led by the immortal Washington,

No danger they did fear.

’Twas there they took the Hessians, boys,

Then back to town did steer.

O, ’tis a great delight to march and fight

As a Yankee Volunteer.

At Saratoga next, my boys,

Burgoyne they beat severe:

And at the siege of Yorktown,

They gain’d their cause so dear.

Cornwallis there gave up his sword,

Whilst freedom’s sons did cheer.

O, ’tis great delight to march and fight

As a Yankee Volunteer.

Throughout our latest struggles, boys,

We still victorious were;

And Jackson’s deeds, at New Orleans,

In bright array appear.

His virtues and his bravery

Each freeman must revere.

O, ’tis great delight to march and fight

As a Yankee Volunteer.

And should a foeman e’er again

Upon our coast appear,

There’s hearts around me, brave and true,

Who’d quickly volunteer.

To drive invaders from the soil,

Columbia’s sons hold dear:

O, they’d each delight to march and fight

As a Yankee Volunteer.