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A NORTH CAROLINA CALL TO ARMS. |
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By Luola. Air—" The Old North State."
Ye sons of Carolina ! awake from your dreaming-! The minions of Lincoln upon us are streaming1! Oh ! wait not for argument, call, or persuasion To meet at the onset this treach'rous invasion !
Chorus.—Defend, defend the old North State forever; Defend, defend the good old North State.
Oh ! think of the maidens, the wives, and the mothers; Fly ye to the rescue, sons, husbands, and brothers, And sink in oblivion all party and section ; Your hearth-stones are looking to you for protection !
Chorus.
The babe in its sweetness, the child in its beauty, Unconsciously urge you to action and duty! By all that is sacred, by all to you tender, Your country adjures, arise and defend her!
Chorus.
The Star-Spangled Banner, dishonored, is streaming O'er lands of fanatics; their swords are now gleaming; They thirst for the life-blood of those you most cherish; With brave hearts and true, then, arouse, or they perish.
Chorus. |
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