| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| Hail Columbia! Happy land (fl) |
3-4 |
4 |
| Ye sons of old Neptune whose spirits of steel (fl) |
5-7 |
9 |
| Huzza for the lads of the ocean (fl) |
7-8 |
6 |
| Come, mess mates, cheerly lead the night (fl) |
8-10 |
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| John Bull was a proud old squire (fl) |
10-13 |
13 |
| Oh! Say can you see by the dawn's early light (fl) |
14-15 |
5 |
| Come push about the joram, boys (fl) |
15-18 |
19 |
| When'er the tyrants of the main (fl) |
18-21 |
16 |
| Brave warriors of old Ocean (fl) |
21-22 |
|
| O haste, ye youthful Warriors, fly (fl) |
23-24 |
5 |
| Back side Albany stan' Lake Champlain (fl) |
24-26 |
4 |
| When me leetle boy, den me cum from Guinea (fl) |
26-27 |
7 |
| John Bull in a passion once stoutly resolved (fl) |
28-30 |
23 |
| Oh Johnny Bull my Joe John, I wonder what you mean (fl) |
31-33 |
15 |
| Come all ye noble host (fl) |
33-34 |
7 |
| Strike! strike! the chord! raise! raise! the strain (fl) |
35-36 |
4 |
| Ye, whom Washington has led (fl) |
36-37 |
8 |
| Sir George Prevost with all his host (fl) |
37-41 |
14 |
| Twas autumn, and round me the leaves were descending (fl) |
41-42 |
6 |
| Where roll thy billows, O Champlain (fl) |
43-44 |
4 |
| Thus seated round the board, elate (fl) |
44-47 |
18 |
| Freemen! leave each lovely charmer! (fl) |
47-49 |
10 |
| Avast, honest Jack! now before you get mellow (fl) |
49-51 |
16 |
| By the trident of Neptune, brave Hull cried let's steer (fl) |
51-52 |
11 |
| One day when to Jove the black list was presented (fl) |
52-53 |
10 |
| O, strike up the harp to the warrior returning (fl) |
53-54 |
8 |
| When the warrior returns from the battle afar (fl) |
54-55 |
5 |
| Come Freedom's sons and join the choir (fl) |
56-58 |
13 |
| Though Britain may boast of her profligate Regent (fl) |
58-59 |
4 |
| Sons o' Freedom! who have bled (fl) |
59-61 |
4 |
| Johnny Bull beware, keep at proper distance (fl) |
61-62 |
8 |
| Yankee Tars! come join the chorus (fl) |
63-65 |
8 |
| When Freedom first the triumph sung (fl) |
65-66 |
7 |
| Not for the blood-polluted car (fl) |
66-67 |
4 |
| Hark! the trumpet of war loudly sounds its alarm's (fl) |
67-68 |
6 |
| Ere the dew on the valley has melted away (fl) |
69 |
8 |
| Columbia's sons awake to glory (fl) |
69-70 |
3 |
| High o'er Patapsco's tide (fl) |
70-72 |
4 |
| Season was approaching when we hope to gain the better, The (fl) |
72-74 |
9 |
| While Europe's mad pow'rs o'er creation are ranging (fl) |
74-77 |
10 |
| Come, strike the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling (fl) |
77-78 |
4 |
| Ye tars of Columbia, who seek on the main (fl) |
78-80 |
14 |
| Ye brave sons of Freedom, whose bosoms beat high (fl) |
80-81 |
11 |
| No more of your blathering nonsense (fl) |
82-83 |
4 |
| All hail to Freedom's natal day (fl) |
83-85 |
7 |
| Brave hearts of ocean chivalry (fl) |
85-87 |
8 |
| All hail Columbia's sons! once more (fl) |
88-89 |
6 |
| Ye Demos attend, and ye federalists too (fl) |
89-90 |
7 |
| Banner of Freedom high floated unfurled, The (fl) |
90-91 |
12 |
| You famed sons of Crispin fill your glasses with glee (fl) |
92-93 |
6 |
| Ye freemen of Columbia (fl) |
93-94 |
4 |
| Ye soldiers of Columbia (fl) |
94-96 |
4 |
| Ye seamen of Columbia (fl) |
96-97 |
4 |
| Brittania's gallant streamers [sic] (fl) |
97-99 |
7 |
| Columbians, rouse to glory (fl) |
99-101 |
6 |
| Hail! Liberty, supreme delight (fl) |
101-102 |
5 |
| When first the sun, o'er ocean glow'd (fl) |
102-103 |
8 |
| Ye seamen of America, rouse, rouse your native fires (fl) |
104-105 |
6 |
| Columbia's sons, prepare, unite (fl) |
105-107 |
7 |
| Blest on his own paternal farm (fl) |
107-108 |
4 |