by: Levi Ward Hancock
Twas honor that nerved up your Fathers And caused them to go forth
In wich we can now take delight.
Yes, daughters, you too have your freedom,
You too have your country most dear'
You love well your own Independence,
Your Forefathers gained for you here.
Remember the God of your Fathers
Ye Sons and ye Daughter give ear;
Then with you 'twill be well hereafter,
And nothing you'll then have to fear.
I like the little carrier of the banner! - and the song is cool considering the author. Glad to see you "up" again.
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