[Music]
Come all ye true friends of the nation,
Attend to humanity's call;
Come aid the poor slave's liberation,
And roll on the liberty ball--
And roll on the liberty ball--
And roll on the liberty ball,
Come aid the poor slave's liberation,
And roll on the liberty ball.
The Liberty hosts are advancing--
For freedom to _all_ they declare;
The down-trodden millions are sighing--
Come, break up our gloom of despair.
Come break up our gloom of despair, &c.
Ye Democrats, come to the rescue,
And aid on the liberty cause,
And millions will rise up and bless you
With heart-cheering songs of applause,
With heart-cheering songs, &c.
Ye Whigs forsake CLAY and _John Tyler_!
And boldly step into our ranks;
We'll spread our pure banner still wider,
And invite all the friends of the banks,--
And invite all the friends of the banks, &c.
And when we have formed the blest union
We'll firmly march on, one and all--
We'll sing when we meet in communion,
And _roll on_ the liberty ball,
And roll on the liberty ball, &c.
How can you stand halting while virtue
Is sweetly appealing to all;
Then haste to the standard of duty,
And roll on the liberty ball;
And roll on the liberty ball, &c.
The question of test is now turning,
And freedom or slavery must fall,
While hope in the bosom is burning,
We'll roll on the liberty ball;
We'll roll on the liberty ball, &c.
Ye freemen attend to your voting,
Your ballots will answer the call;
And while others attend to _log-rolling_,
We'll roll on the liberty ball--
We'll roll on the liberty ball, &c.
The Trumpet of Freedom.
HARK! hark! to the TRUMPET of FREEDOM!
Her rallying signal she blows:
Come, gather around her broad banner,
And battle 'gainst Liberty's foes.
Our forefathers plighted their honor,
Their lives and their property, too,
To maintain in defiance of Britain,
Their principles, righteous and true.
We'll show to the world we are worthy
The blessings our ancestors won,
And finish the temple of Freedom,
That HANCOCK and FRANKLIN begun.
Hurra, for the old-fashioned doctrine,
That men are created all free!
We ever will boldly maintain it,
Nor care who the tyrant may be.
When Poland was fighting for freedom,
Our voices went over the sea,
To bid her God-speed in the contest--
That Poland, like us, might be free.
When down-trodden Greece had up-risen,
And baffled the Mahomet crew;
We rejoiced in the glorious issue,
That Greece had her liberty, too.
Repeal, do we also delight in--
Three cheers for the "gem of the sea!"
And soon may the bright day be dawning,
When Ireland, like us, shall be free.
Like us, who are foes to oppression;
But not like America now.
With shame do we blush to confess it,
Too many to slavery bow.
We're foes unto wrong and oppression,
No matter which side of the sea;
And ever intend to oppose them,
Till all of God's image are free.
Some tell us because men are colored,
They should not our sympathy share;
We ask not the form or complexion--
The seal of our Maker is there!
Success to the old-fashioned doctrine,
That men are created all free!
And down with the power of the despot,
Wherever his strongholds may be.
We're proud of the name of a freeman,
And proud of the character, too;
And never will do any action,
Save such as a freeman may do.
We'll finish the Temple of Freedom,
And make it capacious within,
That all who seek shelter may find it,
Whatever the hue of their skin.
For thus the Almighty designed It,
And gave to our fathers the plan;
Intending that liberty's blessings,
Should rest upon every man.
Then up with the cap-stone and cornice,
With columns encircle its wall,
Throw open its gateway, and make it
A HOME AND A REFUGE FOR ALL!