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

Hearts of Tempered Steel

Tune—“A hunting we will go”

COME on, my hearts of temper’d steel,

And leave your girls and farms,

Your sports and plays, and hallow’d days,

And hark away to arms,

And to conquest we will go.

No foreign slaves shall give us laws,

No British tyrant reign;

’Tis Independence makes us free,

And Freedom we’ll maintain.

And to conquest we will go, &c.

We’ll chase the foe from post to post,

Attack their works and lines;

And by some well laid stratagem,

We’ll make them all Burgoynes.

And to conquest, &c.

In shady tents by cooling streams,

With hearts all firm and free;

We’ll chase the cares of life away,

With gongs of liberty!

And to conquest, &c.

And when the wars are o’er, my boys,

We’ll sit us down at ease;

We’ll plough and sow, and reap and mow,

And live just as we please,

When to conquer we have done, &c.

Each hearty lad shall have his lass,

All sparkling as a star;

And in her softer arms forget

The dangers of the war,

When to conquer, &c.

So, honest fellows, here’s my hand,

My heart and very soul:

And all the joys of Liberty,

Good fortune and the bowl.

Since to conquer, &c.