HO! YANKEE BOYS THROUGHOUT THE WEST.

1. January 2009 by admin.

BY R. TOMPKINS.

Ho! Yankee boys throughout the West,
Hear ye the traitor’s shout,
‘We’ll build the Union up again,
And leave New England out!”
And shall we join the rabble cry,
At tyranny’s command?
Traduce the homes our childhood loved,
Betray our father land?

CHORUS.
And shall we join the rabble cry,
At tyranny’s command?
Traduce the homes our childhood loved,
Betray our father land?

Forget the days we rambled o’er
Our free New England hills:
Forget the joyous hours we passed,
Beside her shining rills;
Forget the cheerful fires, whose smoke
Upon her free air curls?
Forget the hearths where cluster round
New England’s peerless girls?
CHORUS.–Forget the cheerful, &c.

What! look with alien eyes upon
The land where Hancock died,
And in a vile and impious tone
The pilgrims’ faith deride?
Shall Lexington and Bunker Hill, Be named by us in scorn,
Because a revolution there
In Freedom’s name was born?
CHORUS.–Shall Lexington, &c.

No! By the blood of heroes shed
On Bunker’s gory height;
No! by the mem’ry of the dead,
Who dared old England’s might–
The flag that floats o’er Plymouth rock
Shall wave o’er Sumter’s wall;
These States shall all together stand,
Or all together fall.
CHORUS.–the flag, &c.

We’ve met a boasting cavalier—
Proud lord of whips and chains,
Within our nation’s council halls
And conquered him with brains;
And now, if he will have it so,
We’ll make the Southron feel
The pilgrims’ sons, wherever found,
Can handle lead and steel.
CHORUS.–And now, if he, &c.

The torch that burned at Lexington,
Lit by our patriot sires,
Shall yet illume the southern skies
With freedom’s holy fires;
And Yankee schools shall dot the plains,
And Yankee churches rise,
Till truth and light dissolve each chain
And slavery groans and dies.
CHORUS.–And Yankee schools, &c.

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