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

The Soldier’s Health

COME, ye valiant sons of thunder,

Crush to death your haughty foes;

Burst their slavish bands asunder,

Till no mortal dare oppose.

Haughty tyrants fain would rule us

With an absolute control;

But they never thus shall fool us,

Cries the brave, the martial soul.

’Tis for right we are contending,

Children, sweethearts, wives, and friends,

And our holy faith defending

From delusion which impends.

All that’s charming to excite us

To obey our general’s call;

While the slaves who dare to fight us,

Meanly fly or basely fall.

O the happy scene before us,

Happy who in battle dies!

See his spirit rise victorious,

Angels guard it through the skies.

Happy living, happy dying,

If we live, our rights we’ll gain;

If we die, our souls, when flying,

Fly from fighting, grief, and pain.