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56 PENNSYLVANIA RANGERS' WAR-SONG.
Hurrah ! the bugles sound the charge !
O sturdy Northern yeomen ! With tempest stride and serried steel,
Sweep down upon the foemen ! We march, etc.
The trampled of the distant lands
Watch, pray, and hope, and wonder! The slaves shout in the barracoon, As through the breach we thunder !
We march beneath the Stripes and Stars,
God's banner ! — let earth bless it! Yet to it every knee shall bow, And every tongue confess it !
PENNSYLVANIA RANGERS' WAR-SONG.*
BY JAMES V. MURRAY.
Air —"I'm Afloat."
MOUNT! mount! and away o'er our borders
so wide; The sabre's our sceptre, the fleet steed our pride ! Up ! up ! with our flag, let its bright stars gleam out — |
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* Dedicated to Colonel E. G. Chormann. |
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