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1OWA MARCHING-SONG. 123
Bow down, in haste, thy guilty head !
God's wrath is swift and sore : The sky with gathering bolts is red — Cleanse from thy skirts the slaughter shed, Or make thyself an ashen bed —
DEDICATED TO THE OFFICERS AND MEN OF THE THIRTY-EIGHTH REGIMENT IOWA VOLUNTEERS.
BY SAMUEL MCNUTT.
Air — " Marseillaise."
WE come, we come from the land of prairie, Iowa, home of our hearts, afar; The flag of patriot sires we carry,
The flag they loved in peace and war; The flag they loved in peace and war, No traitor hand shall tear asunder
This glorious flag, our fathers' pride — Nor shall the North and South divide, By Rebel steel, or cannon thunder. Hurrah ! hurrah ! ye brave,
Ye fearless Hawkeye band, March on, march on, march on to save Our Union and our land.