Sons of freedom.
Sons of freedom, on to glory!Go, where brave men do or die,
Let your names, in future story,
Gladden every patriot's eye.
'Tis your country calls you, hasten'
Backward hurt the invading foe.
Freemen! never thick of danger,
To the glorious battle go!
Oh! remember lant Jackson.
Night trait to the fight.
blows dealt the fierce marauder,
Though he fell beneath their thousands,
Who that covets not his fate?
Grand and glorious, brave and noble,
Henceforth shall be Jackson's name.
Sons of freedom! can be linger,
When you hear the battle's roar,
Fondly dollying with your pleasures,
When the foe is on your shore?
Never not I fear hold are,
‘"Death or freedom"’ is now the cry,
Till the Stars and hard triumphant.
Spread their folds to every eye!
