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Chester County (Tennessee, United States) (search for this): chapter 122
Come, out with arms all brawn, and learn the secret how to shoot; Your sisters, in the cider-time, will gather in the fruit. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Good tidings for the telegraph, swift let the message run; Old Chester sends her greeting proud along to Washington; Each farm-house pours it treasures free, and consecrates a son. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Hurrah! hurrah! old farmer, shout from your browntanned throat; Pish! for each home-found man, to-day, who wears moustache or goat; For every male who well might go, but stays, a petticoat. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Hurrah! hurrah! old farmer's wife, you'll see the whole thing done; The maidens will be weaving it — you'll see the worsted spun; The coward's be the petticoat--but it will not be your son. For it must be done, the people say; It must be done, and now's the day; It must be done, and this the way-- Come list, my boys, enlist. Chester County. --Philadelphia Press.
Washington (United States) (search for this): chapter 122
re you made of, country boys? come, give your mother proof: Your comrades fight, and cowards you if you shall stand aloof. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Up, change the rake for rifle — the companies recruit; Come, out with arms all brawn, and learn the secret how to shoot; Your sisters, in the cider-time, will gather in the fruit. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Good tidings for the telegraph, swift let the message run; Old Chester sends her greeting proud along to Washington; Each farm-house pours it treasures free, and consecrates a son. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Hurrah! hurrah! old farmer, shout from your browntanned throat; Pish! for each home-found man, to-day, who wears moustache or goat; For every male who well might go, but stays, a petticoat. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Hurrah! hurrah! old farmer's wife, you'll see the whole thing done; The maidens will be weaving it — you'll see the worsted spun; The coward's be the
Quaker (Missouri, United States) (search for this): chapter 122
36. come list, my boys, enlist. Hurrah! the boys are moving — the fife and drum speak war; A Quaker's son is captain, and numbers up his score, And harvest past, right well we know, he'll drill his eighty more. For it must be done, the people say; It must be done, and now's the day; It must be done, and this the way-- Come list, my boys, enlist. The fields stand rough in stubble, the wheat is under roof; What are you made of, country boys? come, give your mother proof: Your comrades fight, and cowards you if you shall stand aloof. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Up, change the rake for rifle — the companies recruit; Come, out with arms all brawn, and learn the secret how to shoot; Your sisters, in the cider-time, will gather in the fruit. For it must be done, the people say, etc. Good tidings for the telegraph, swift let the message run; Old Chester sends her greeting proud along to Washington; Each farm-house pours it treasures free, and consecrates a son. For