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| − | '''The Liberty Song''', first published in 1768, is known as the first piece of music from the time of the [[American Revolution]]. It was composed by Founding Father [[John Dickinson]], though sometimes it is misattributed to Mercy Otis Warren.<ref>[https://books.google.com/books?id=zwcQAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA881 Complete Encyclopaedia of Music, Elementary, Technical, Historical, Biographical, Vocal, and Instrumental]</ref> | + | '''The Liberty Song''', first published in 1768, is known as the first piece of music from the time of the [[American Revolution]]. It was composed by Founding Father [[John Dickinson]],<ref>[https://books.google.com/books?id=wrYxAQAAMAAJ&pg=PA452 Cyclopædia of American Literature: Embracing Personal and Critical Notices of Authors, and Selections from Their Writings, from the Earliest Period to the Present Day]</ref> though sometimes it is misattributed to Mercy Otis Warren.<ref>[https://books.google.com/books?id=zwcQAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA881 Complete Encyclopaedia of Music, Elementary, Technical, Historical, Biographical, Vocal, and Instrumental]</ref> |
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| | + | The song holds the tune of ''Hearts of Oak''.<ref>[https://books.google.com/books?id=rpknAAAAMAAJ&pg=PA61 American Poetry]</ref> |
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| | + | ==Lyrics== |
| | + | :Come, join hand in hand, brave Americans all, |
| | + | :And rouse your bold hearts at fair Liberty's call; |
| | + | :No tyrannous acts shall suppress your just claim, |
| | + | :Or stain with dishonor America's name. |
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| | + | :('''Chorus''':) |
| | + | :In Freedom we're born and in Freedom we'll live. |
| | + | :Our purses are ready- |
| | + | :Steady, friends, steady; |
| | + | :Not as slaves, but as Freemen our money we'll give. |
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| | + | :Our worthy forefathers (let's give them a cheer) |
| | + | :To climates unknown did courageously steer; |
| | + | :Through oceans to deserts for Freedom they came, |
| | + | :And dying, bequeath'd us their freedom and fame. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :Their generous bosoms all dangers despised, |
| | + | :So highly, so wisely, their Birthrights they prized; |
| | + | :We'll keep what they gave, we will piously keep, |
| | + | :Nor frustrate their toils on the land and the deep. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :The tree their own hands had to Liberty rear'd, |
| | + | :They lived to behold growing strong and revered; |
| | + | :With transport they cried, "Now our wishes we gain, |
| | + | :For our children shall gather the fruits of our pain." |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :How sweet are the labours that freemen endure, |
| | + | :That they shall enjoy all the profit, secure- |
| | + | :No more such sweet labours Americans know |
| | + | :If Britons shall reap what Americans sow. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :Swarms of placemen and pensioners soon will appear, |
| | + | :Like locusts deforming the charms of the year; |
| | + | :Suns vainly will rise, showers vainly descend, |
| | + | :If we are to drudge for what others shall spend. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all, |
| | + | :By ''uniting'' we stand, by ''dividing'' we fall; |
| | + | :In so righteous a cause let us hope to succeed |
| | + | :For heaven approves of each generous deed. |
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| | + | :All ages shall speak with amaze and applause |
| | + | :Of the courage we'll show in support of our Laws; |
| | + | :To die we can bear, but to serve we disdain, |
| | + | :For shame is to Freedom more dreadful than pain. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | + | :This bumper I crown for our Sovereign's health, |
| | + | :And this for Britannia's glory and wealth; |
| | + | :That wealth and that glory immortal may be, |
| | + | :If She is but Just, and if we are but Free. |
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| | + | :(<small>Chorus</small>) |
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| | ==References== | | ==References== |