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

Old Tippecanoe

HURRAH for the father of all the green west,

For the Buckeye who follows the plough!

The foemen in terror his valour confess’d,

And we’ll honour the conqueror now.

His country assail’d in the darkest of days,

To her rescue impatient he flew!

The war-whoop’s fell blast, and the rifle’s red blaze,

But awaken’d old Tippecanoe.

On Maumee’s dark waters, along with brave Wayne,

Green laurels he glean’d with his sword:

But when peace on the country came smiling again,

His steel to the scabbard restored.

But wise in the council, as brave in the field,

His country still ask’d for his aid;

And the birth of young empires his wisdom reveal’d,

The sage and the statesman display’d.

But the red torch of war, the tomahawk’s gleam,

To the battle again call’d the true;

And there, where the stars and the stripes brightly stream,

Rush’d the hero of Tippecanoe.

Now, hark! from the far frozen wilds of the north,

What battle-shouts burden the gale?

The hosts of old England ride gallantly forth,

And the captive and conquer’d bewail.

His country recalls the bold chieftain she loves,

The sword of old Tip she reclaims;

And Victory heralds, wherever he moves,

The path of the hero of Thames!

Hurrah for the hero of Tippecanoe—

The farmer who ploughs at North Bend!

A soldier so brave, and a patriot so true,

Will find in each freeman a friend.

Hurrah for the Log Cabin Chief of our choice!

For the old Indian fighter, hurrah!

Hurrah! and from mountain to valley the voice

Of the people re-echoes—hurrah!

Then come to the ballot box—boys, come along,

He never lost battle for you:

Let us down with oppression and tyranny’s throng,

And up with old Tippecanoe.