| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| In a chariot of light from the regions of day (fl) |
3-4 |
4 |
| Ye sons of free Columbia, whose fathers dar'd the waves (fl) |
4-6 |
5 |
| Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling (fl) |
6-7 |
3 |
| Ye sons of old Neptune, whose spirits of steel (fl) |
7-8 |
4 |
| When Steerwell heard me first impart (fl) |
9-10 |
1 |
| We have often been told (fl) |
10-12 |
10 |
| In storms, when clouds obscure the sky (fl) |
13 |
3 |
| In Glasgow town my mither dwells (fl) |
14 |
3 |
| Come each gallant lad (fl) |
15 |
6 |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The (fl) |
16 |
3 |
| Wealthy fool with gold in store, The (fl) |
16-17 |
4 |
| Landlady of France, she lov'd an officer 'tis said!, A (fl) |
17-18 |
4 |
| Begone, dull care, I pray thee begone from me (fl) |
18-19 |
2 |
| When Adam was stationed in Eden's fair bower (fl) |
19-21 |
8 |
| Oh! Love is the soul of a neat Irishman (fl) |
21-22 |
4 |
| When I took my departure from Dublin's sweet town (fl) |
22-25 |
12 |
| Go Edmund, join the martial throng (fl) |
25-26 |
3 |
| Twas near a thicket's calm retreat (fl) |
26-27 |
3 |
| Ye sons of Columbia who bravely have fought (fl) |
27-31 |
9 |
| Oh think on my fate, once I freedom enjoyed (fl) |
31-32 |
3 |
| Attention pray give, while of hobbies I sing (fl) |
32-34 |
7 |
| When first the sun o'er ocean glow'd (fl) |
34-36 |
8 |
| Twas within a mile of Edinburgh town (fl) |
36-37 |
3 |
| Since then I'm doom'd this sad reverse to prove (fl) |
37-38 |
3 |
| Peaceful slumb'ring on the ocean (fl) |
38-39 |
6 |
| There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin (fl) |
39-40 |
5 |
| How stands the glass around? (fl) |
41-42 |
3 |
| Come all you lads of courage bold (fl) |
42-44 |
7 |
| In the down fall of life, when I find I'm declining (fl) |
44-46 |
4 |
| Women all tell me I'm false to my lass, The (fl) |
46-48 |
8 |
| To Anacreon in heaven, where he sat in full glee (fl) |
48-50 |
6 |
| Let patriot pride our patriot triumph wake (fl) |
51-53 |
4 |
| When the wild war's deadly blast was blawn (fl) |
53-55 |
8 |
| Backside Albany stan' lake Champlain (fl) |
55-57 |
4 |
| Certain Prince Regent, as story records, A (fl) |
57-58 |
2 |
| I listed with old honest Barney (fl) |
58-59 |
3 |
| Scene was more beautiful far to my eye, The (fl) |
59-60 |
6 |
| Why are we fond of toil and care? (fl) |
60-61 |
3 |
| Ye Good Fellows All (fl) |
61-62 |
3 |
| Comrades! Join the flag of glory (fl) |
63 |
3 |
| Generous spirits of our land! (fl) |
63-64 |
3 |
| O Young Lochinvar is come out of the West (fl) |
64-67 |
8 |
| Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean (fl) |
67-68 |
3 |
| While I hang on your bosom, distracted to love you (fl) |
68-69 |
2 |
| Tho' oft I met with severe distress (fl) |
69 |
3 |
| No more I'll court the town-bred fair (fl) |
70 |
2 |
| Hope and fear, alternate rising (fl) |
70-71 |
3 |
| Rise, Cynthia, rise; the ruddy morn (fl) |
71 |
1 |
| Ye tars of Columbia who seek on the main (fl) |
72-75 |
14 |
| No more of your blathering nonsense (fl) |
75-78 |
21 |
| Come all you Yankee hearts of steel (fl) |
78-80 |
8 |
| Ye tars invincible, draw near (fl) |
81-83 |
13 |
| My lads once more, quite to the core (fl) |
83-85 |
4 |
| So now no more abuse our boys (fl) |
86-87 |
7 |
| Come all you boys who freedom prize (fl) |
87-89 |
4 |
| Come jolly tars and list awhile (fl) |
90-91 |
12 |
| Yankee Doodle is the tune Americans delight in (fl) |
92-94 |
12 |
| Hail! Liberty, supreme delight (fl) |
94-95 |
5 |
| Hail America, Hail! Unrival'd in fame (fl) |
96-98 |
6 |
| British long have rul'd the sea, The (fl) |
98-99 |
6 |
| Hail Constitution! The pride of our Navy (fl) |
98-99 |
5 |
| Hark! Again the cannon's roar (fl) |
102-103 |
10 |
| Arouse! Arouse! Columbia's son arouse! (fl) |
103-105 |
3 |
| Son of the rough and roaring wave! (fl) |
106-107 |
7 |
| To the court of old Neptune the god of the sea (fl) |
108-109 |
5 |
| Come strike the bold anthem, the war dogs are howling (fl) |
109-111 |
4 |
| Come all ye sons of Freedom, come listen unto me (fl) |
111-113 |
7 |
| Ne'er has the muse yet touch'd a strain (fl) |
113-115 |
11 |
| When free men first the triumph sung (fl) |
115-116 |
3 |
| You that plow the briny billows (fl) |
116-118 |
12 |
| You parliament of England, you Lords and commons too (fl) |
119-122 |
11 |
| O say can you see by the dawn's early light (fl) |
122-124 |
4 |
| Come all you sons of liberty, that to the seas belong (fl) |
124-129 |
18 |
| When Britain first began (fl) |
129-132 |
12 |
| Hail, mem'ry of Washington! Harrison hail! (fl) |
132-134 |
8 |
| Come banish all your petty jars (fl) |
134-136 |
6 |
| We sail'd to and fro in Erie's broad lake (fl) |
136-138 |
8 |
| Hark! 'Tis our country calls to arms (fl) |
138-140 |
8 |
| Loud roar'd the dreadful thunder (fl) |
140-141 |
4 |