Part 4

Far in the West rolls the thunder, The tumult of battle is raging, Where the sons of Freedom are waging Warfare with Slavery! Struggling with foes who would bind them, Lo! they implore you to stay them! Will you to Slavery betray them No! no! they shall be free! Hurrah! Swear that you’ll never betray them— Never! they shall be free!

Men of the North, who remember The deeds of our sires, ever glorious, Join in our pæan victorious, The pæan of Liberty! Hark! on the gales of November, Millions of voices are ringing, Glorious the song they are singing— Lincoln and Victory! Hurrah! Join the great chorus they’re singing, Lincoln and Victory!

“WIDE AWAKE.”

RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED TO THE NEW HAVEN “WIDE AWAKES.”

BY EDWARD E. ROGERS.

_Tune_—“Bruce’s Address.”

“WIDE AWAKE” to foeman’s snare, “Wide Awake” Truth’s torch to bear, “Wide Awake” to do and dare, In the cause we love. Press we on with fearless tread, By the love of freedom led, “Heart within and God o’erhead, We shall conquerors prove.”

“Freedom!” ’tis our banner cry; Shout it forth exultingly, Lift the snowy banner high, Bear it proudly on. Fight we must with patriot zeal, Every arm all nerved with steel, Nor forsake the battle-field Till the victory’s won.

Lincoln, brave, and true, and strong, Leads our sturdy band along; Hail him, boys, with cheer and song, Lincoln brave and true! Of our chieftain proud are we, Led by him, we’ll gallantly Fight our way to Victory, All our foes subdue.

“Wide Awake,” yes, “_Wide Awake!_” Struggling on for duty’s sake, Rest nor slumber will we take Till our work is done. In the mighty God we trust, For our cause is right and just; Conquer, boys, we _must_, we _must_— Victory _must_ be won!

WE’LL SEND BUCHANAN HOME.

_Air_—“Few Days.”

OLD “Honest Abe” we will elect In a few days—few days; The Loco-focos we’ll reject, And send Buchanan home. For we will wait no longer Than a few days, a few days, For we can wait no longer To send Buchanan home.

Buchanan is in great distress These few days—few days; His grief he scarcely can express, Because he’s going home. For we will wait no longer, etc.

Abe Lincoln will be President In a few days—few days; To him the people will present Buchanan’s present home. For we will wait no longer, etc.

November it is near at hand, In a few days—few days; The people, then, throughout the land, Will send “Old Jimmy” home. For they will wait no longer, etc.

The people they are not afraid, In a few days—few days, To take for Vice, with “Honest Abe,” A man from Maine, his home. For they will wait no longer, etc.

Then shout for Abe of Illinois, For a few days—few days; For Hamlin too your lungs employ, For they shan’t stay at home. For we will wait no longer, etc.

The fourth of March will soon be here, In a few days—few days; The time for “Honest Abe” is near, To enter his new home. For we will wait no longer, etc.

For Lincoln and for Hamlin, too, For a few days—few days, We’ll work with hearts both warm and true, To those they love at home, For we will wait no longer, etc.

And when the vict’ry has been won, In a few days—few days, And Abe is safe in Washington, His Presidential home. Then we need wait no longer, Than a few days—few days, Then we need wait no longer, For happy times at home.

RALLYING SONG.

AWAKE and raise the battle shout, Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! And shake the starry banner out, Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! List, rallying braves, a scream is heard— ’Tis Freedom’s eagle, dauntless bird; Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! He calls to victory— Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! He calls to victory—

From West to East the war-cry sweeps—Hurrah! And echoes from our Northern steeps—Hurrah! And proudly waves the flag we bear, For every star is blazing there—Hurrah! Each star is blazing there.

Our candidates are in the field—Hurrah! And see! the awe-struck foemen yield—Hurrah! “On to the White House,” is the cry; For Union and for Liberty—Hurrah! For blood-bought liberty.

Brave Lincoln leads the mighty host—Hurrah! The people’s pride—the people’s boast—Hurrah! And Illinois clasps hands with Maine, And bids Oppression cease its reign—Hurrah! Forever cease its reign.

Unconquerable as the waves—Hurrah! We’ll bury all the fed’ral knaves—Hurrah! With “Honest Abe” to lead the van, Bushwackers, stop us if you can—Hurrah! Yes, stop us—if you can.

Three hearty cheers, boys, for our cause—Hurrah! Three for the Union and the Laws—Hurrah! Now forward! and the day is won, For Illinois’ undaunted son—Hurrah! For Illinois’ brave son.

LINCOLN.

HE comes, he comes, the fearless man; Throw all your banners forth— Chicago bids him lead the van Of a united North. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! Let shouts for Lincoln ring; In Union rights let all unite To hail our Prairie King.

A nation’s hand has wreathed his brow With stars her valor won; To Union’s quick-step, marching now, Comes Freedom’s Western Son. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Farewell to cliques that would disown The people’s high behest— That people’s waiting hand shall crown The champion of the West. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The people’s rights, the people’s voice, His battle-cry shall be— A nation, in Chicago’s choice, Hails Freedom’s sovereignty. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

The equal rights of North and South He fearless doth proclaim— He’ll tear disunion’s flag from both, And blast each traitor’s name. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

Then ’neath the stripes Time’s hand hath blent, ’Neath stars our fathers won, Will make our Lincoln President In Eighteen Sixty-one. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! etc.

SONG.

_Air_—“Dixey’s Land.”

FRIENDS of Freedom, hear the story, How the Freemen in their glory Went away, went away, Went away, went away, To the lakes, with the intention Of attending the Convention, Far away, far away, Far away, far away. Because the people do demand A hero, a hero, As leader of their Spartan band, They’ll take him from his “prairie-land,” Away, away, away, Across the line of Dixon.

At Chicago they selected Lincoln, who will be elected, Abraham, Abraham, Abraham, Abraham. As Honest Abe the people know him, And all his actions go to show him A true man, a true man, A true man, a true man. Because the people do demand, etc.

Friends of “Union” never falter, Loco-focos can not alter, Or delay, or delay, Or delay, or delay, Our country’s laws or constitution, By traitorous threats or persecution, A single day, a single day, A single day, a single day. Because the people do demand, etc.

Yet there is another reason, Why the traitor and his treason Must decay, must decay, Must decay, must decay: Lincoln’s friend and his protector, His political director, Was Harry Clay, Harry Clay, Harry Clay, Harry Clay. Because the people do demand, etc.

Friends of Liberty, we ask you, And we will not overtask you, Come away! come away! Come away! come away! Leave the Loco Southern section, Save your country next election, Election day, election day, Election day, election day. Because the people do demand, etc.

CAMPAIGN SONG.

_Air_—“Rosin the Bow.”

THE Campaign commences most nobly, The battle has fairly begun, And every new struggle proves doubly That “Buck” and his minions are done.

With the East and the West linked together, Our candidates never can fail, For the weight of a slave aint a feather When Freemen get into the scale.

Every friend of our own “Gallant Harry, The Star of the West,” has declared The coming election they’ll carry, For every true man is prepared.

For “Protection” the party will rally, “Free homes for the homeless,” as well, Then we’ll hear every mountain and valley Ring forth to “Free Trade” its death-knell.

For Lincoln the party’s united, For Hamlin the people are true, The watch-fires all have been lighted, As once for “Old Tippecanoe.”

Then bring out the music and banners, The “_fence rails_” and orators too, And we’ll teach Loco-focos good manners, As we did with “Old Tippecanoe.”

FREEMEN, BANISH ALL YOUR FEARS.

BY R. M’N.

_Air_—“Scots Wha Hae.”

FREEMEN, banish all your fears, Lo! the promised morn appears, Long foretold by Freedom’s seers— Lincoln takes the field. Victory flashes in his eye, Speaks in every battle-cry, Rings along the vaulted sky, Blazes on his shield.

See the Western prairies flame At the mention of his name; Hear a people’s loud acclaim, Conscious of their might; Then behold the guilty foe, Glutted with a nation’s woe— Patriots, do you fear them?—No. God will speed the right.

Standing on the sacred sod, Where our fearless fathers trod; Must _we_ tamely kiss the rod, Bowing low the knee? Foemen of your country’s weal, Bid your pampered hirelings kneel, Crush _them_ with your iron heel— We, at least, are free.

And by all we love on earth, By the land that gave us birth, Friends of toil and honest worth, Like our honored sires, Heart to heart, and hand in hand, We will march, a conquering band, Till the altars of our land Glow with Freedom’s fires.

“WIDE-AWAKE CLUB” SONG.

_Tune_—“A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea.”

OH, hear you not the wild huzzas That come from every State? For honest Uncle Abraham, The People’s candidate? He is our choice, our nominee, A self-made man, and true; We’ll show the Democrats this fall What honest Abe can do. Then give us Abe, and Hamlin, too, To guide our gallant ship, With Seward, Sumner, Chase, and Clay, And then a merry trip.

Come, Granny Buck, you’d better go While you can see the way, For I fear your nerves won’t stand the shock On next election day. So take your hat—what’s that you say? You are so cold you shiver— Why, that’s the way you feel, my dear, When sailing up Salt River. Then give us Abe, and Hamlin, too, etc.

I hear that Dug. is half inclined To give us all leg-bail, Preferring exercise on foot To riding on a rail. For Abe has one already mauled Upon the White House plan; If once Dug. gets astride of that, He is a used-up man. Then give us Abe, and Hamlin, too, etc.

Come rally with us here to-night, Be “Wide-Awake” for fun, For we shall surely win the day Before old sixty-one. From North to South, from East to West, Our power shall be felt; I tell you fight with all your might, For Abe shall have the _Belt_. Then give us Abe, and Hamlin, too, To guide our gallant ship, With Seward, Sumner, Chase, and Clay, And then a merry trip.

A JOLLY GOOD CREW WE’LL HAVE.

BY W. S. SANFORD.

_Tune_—“Little More Cider.”

OH, we will have a merry time When, at the polls this fall, We vote for “honest Abraham,” Who is so slim and tall. It don’t make any difference, He’ll steer the “Ship of State;” A noble captain he will be, And Hamlin will be mate. Oh, a jolly good crew we’ll have, A jolly good crew we’ll have— A jolly good crew we’ll have on board This staunch old Ship of State.

We’ve shipp’d until the voyage is through— We never shall back out; The “Little Giant” of the West We certainly shall rout: And then there’s Breckenridge and Bell, Fine fellows they may be— They’ll wish they had’nt run _agin_ This rail-splitter you’ll see. Oh, a jolly good crew, etc.

Then wide awake, the cry will be For “Abe” and Hamlin too, For we’re the boys that can excel, And that we’re bound to do. They talk about the “Squatter clause,” That’s “played out” long ago— It’s used for home-con-sump-shi-on, And there it is no go. Oh, a jolly good crew, etc.

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Transcriber’s Notes:

Obvious punctuation errors repaired. Song layouts were adjusted where an anomaly occurred such as on page 20, where the last line of the third verse was not indented, but the rest of the final lines were. To match the rest, this line was indented.

Advertisement, inside front cover, “so” changed to “to” (as for customers to)

Page 7, “eucourage” changed to “encourage” (encourage the development)

Page 24, “aud” changed to “and” in final line of first verse (We’re for Freedom and Reform)

Page 45, “o’en” changed to “o’er” (Soon o’er the world)

Page 65, “nations’s” changed to “nation’s” (A nation’s hand has)

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