American Old Time Song Lyrics: 40 Our Country
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 40
OUR COUNTRY.
Copyright, 1890, by C. Forman Smith.
Words and Music by C. Forman Smith.
From North to South and East to West our flag it floats with pride,
And 'neath its heavenly stars And stripes how many patriots died;
Land of the noble Washington, who fought with patriots brave.
And, with the pray'rs of loyal hearts, from foes our land he saved.
Chorus.
God bless our own dear native land, so full of joy and peace;
United, we will ever stand-divided, we must surely fall.
God smile on us for aye.
The martyr'd Lincoln how we loved; how grand, how true, how brave
A nation's tribute comes to one whose pen did free the slave.
How many hearts still bear the wounds of battle's strife and roar;
And may our own God-favored land at peace be evermore.- Chorus.
The martyr'd Garfield, In our hearts his mem'ry ne'er will fall;
A man of God whose loyal heart at death it did not quail.
O God, who doeth all things well, bless our dear native land;
And may all foes who in it dwell be swept away as sand.- Chorus.
We sing of noble General Grant who fought and served as well,
And other generals known to fame, who in our hearts will dwell;
Brave soldiers who laid down their lives, their country for to save;
And may their memory in our hearts go With us to the grave.- Chorus.
The land of cities vast and great, and mountains, hills and dells;
The land of forests, orchards, fruits, sweet land where beauty dwells;
The land of rivers, hikes and bays, of science and of arts;
The land of maidens sweet and pure, land of the loyal hearts.- Chorus.
The land of mines and farm-lands great, of poets, statesmen dear;
God bless our land of liberty, and be Thou always near.
And may our glorious banner wave until the trump shall sound;
And may all foes who raise a hand meet death, wherever found.- Chorus.
The declaration we do love, of Independence sweet;
Our constitution, may it stand all storms that 'gainst it boat.
Brave men who signed the noble page, brave men whose hearts were right;
And may the thoughts of Plymouth Rock ne'er fail from freedom's light.- Cho.