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SG(R.774.010
9 Sep 1774:41,42 (1/11)
From the New-York Journal.
THE GLORIOUS SEVENTY-FOUR.
A New Song.
Tune of Hearts of Oak
I
Come, come, my brave boys, from my song you shall hear,
That we'll crown seventy-four a most glorious year;
We'll convince Bute and Mansfield, and North, though they
rave,,
Britons still like themselves, spurn the chains of a slave.
Chorus
Hearts of oaks were our sires,
Hearts of oaks are their sons,
Like them, we are ready, as firm and as steady,
To fight for our freedom with swords and with guns.
. . . [6 more verses all with chorus]
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