William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Hurrah for Our Country!T
In the cause of our country we draw;
Then hurrah for the soldiers that battle for right,
And hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!
That flash like the lightning ye saw,
On the serfs that would trample the fame we bequeath;
Then hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!
For our fame—honour—liberty—law!
Does the foe think the spirit that moved them is dead?
O! hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!
And the valour that Lexington saw,
Will never move hearts in the battle again?
O! hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!
And dishonour’d the weapon we draw;
Do they think they can trample the hearts of the free?
Now, hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!
Cast the scabbard away as ye draw;
In the West and the South, and the East and the North,
Now, hurrah for our country—hurrah!
Hurrah!