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THE

SUFFRAGE

Song Book

Original Songs, Parodies and Paraphrases, adapted to Popular Melodies

By HENRY W. ROBY

Crane & Company Topeka, Kan.

[handwritten on the right side:] Compliments of the Author

 

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Dedication.

These suffrage songs And help-alongs I dedicate to woman,

To help the cause Of righteous laws,

And all things good and human.

The Author.

Copyright 1909,

By Henry W. Roby.

Price, 25c, Mailed.

In quantities, very low prices quoted.

 

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DARE YOU DO IT?

Air : Battle Hymn of the Republic.

There’s a wave of indignation

Rolling ’round and ’round the land, And its meaning is so mighty And its mission is so grand,

That none but knaves and cowards Dare deny its just demand,

As we go marching on.

Chorus:

Men and brothers, dare you do it? Men and brothers, dare you do it? Men and brothers, dare you do it,

As we go marching on?

Ye men who wrong your mothers,

And your wives and sisters, too, How dare you rob companions Who are always brave and true? How dare you make them servants Who are all the world to you,

As they go marching on?

Chorus.

Whence came your foolish notion Now so greatly overgrown,

That a woman’s sober judgment Is not equal to your own?

Has God ordained that suffrage Is a gift to you alone,

While life goes marching on? Chorus.

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FREEDOM’S ANTHEM.

Air: Swanee River.

 

Way up among the hills of morning,

Gleaming and bright,

There shine the lamps of truth and justice, Beating back the glooms of night;

While scattered 'round about the planet, Boasting their might,

Men stand amid the light, denying The women of the race their light.

Chorus :

All the world is sad and dreary,

Everywhere they roam,

While men deny their wives and mothers Justice in the state and home.

Proudly among the states and nations Just men proclaim Equality of men and women,

In freedom’s high and holy name,

While creeping through the glooming shadows Blind men are found,

Still groping ’mid the grim old ruins Wrong has scattered all around.

Chorus.

When shall the sons of men, grown wiser, Join hands in trust?

When shall we read upon their banners, "Right can never be unjust!”

When shall the notes of woman’s triumph Ring clear and strong,

While all the nations join in singing Freedom’s universal song?

Chorus.

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FREEDOM S LAND.

Air: Beulah Land.

From cradling seas and gleaming peaks The spirit of fair freedom speaks,

And calls on all mankind today To follow where she leads the way.

Chorus :

Oh, freedom’s land, sweet freedom’s land, As on thy highest peaks I stand,

I see the bow of promise shine,

To glorify this land of thine,

With equal rights and equal laws To all mankind in freedom’s cause.

• The yoke of tyranny and wrong Shall fall from all mankind ere long,

And all the world shall come to see How great a boon is liberty.

Chorus.

Injustice shall no longer reign In any land in God’s domain,

And all the wrongs to mortals known Shall yet be wholly overthrown.

Chorus.

Let frowning peaks and gleaming crags Proclaim by sunward floating flags That it is part of God's decree That woman shall herself be free. Chorus.

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WOMAN’S RIGHTS IN DIXIE.

Air : Dixie Land.

There’s growth and grace in the land of cotton, Where woman’s rights are not forgotten.

Look away, look away,

Look away, Dixie land.

In Dixie land, where man and woman Are close akin in all things human,

Look away, look away,

Look away, Dixie land,

Chorus:

And they’re getting right in Dixie.

Hooray! Hooray!

In Dixie land they’re all on hand For equal rights in Dixie.

Away! Away! Away down south in Dixie. Away! Away! Away down south in Dixie.

Old times are gone and we’re beginning To get our rights and have our inning.

Look away! &c.

And when we get what’s surely coming We’ll sing out loud, instead of humming:

Look away! &c.

Chorus.

And that’s the land all men shall honor,

With woman’s rights conferred upon her.

Look away! &c.

It won’t be long till the wife and mother Have equal rights with the son and brother. Look away! &c.

Chorus.

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So, here’s a health to the Dixie voter,

An honest man and a joy promoter.

Look away! &c.

He’ll right our wrongs and end our sorrow, And let us vote with him tomorrow.

Look away! &c.

Chorus.

GOOD NEWS, LADIES.

Air: Good-night, Ladies.

Good news, ladies, good news, ladies,

Good news, ladies,—we’re going to let you vote.

Chorus :

Merrily we’ll go along,

Go along, go along,

Merrily we’ll go along,

Down to the polls with you.

Sweet dreams, ladies, sweet dreams, ladies,

Sweet dreams, ladies,—we’ll save the country now!

Chorus.

Bon grace, ladies, bon grace, ladies,

Bon grace, ladies,—you’ve won your rights at last. Chorus.

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HAPPY HALLELUJAHS.

Air : John Brown.

Great wrongs in need of righting Should be righted right away,

The principle of justice Should be honored every day,

The right should never linger For a moment by the way,

As truth goes marching on.

Chorus :

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

As truth goes marching on

The world is growing better,

And the time is near at hand When the civic wrongs of woman Shall be banished from the land, And she shall have the ballot In response to her demand,

As truth goes marching on.

Chorus.

And when the old injustice With its cruel wrongs shall cease, And woman, long in bondage,

Shall be granted her release,

Our happy hallelujahs Shall proclaim the dawn of peace, As truth goes marching on.

Chorus.

 

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HE NEEDETH ME.

Air : He Leadeth Me.

He needeth me; oh, sacred thought;

Oh, words with joy and comfort fraught,— Whate’er I do, where’er I be,

True manhood still hath need of me.

Refrain :

He needeth me! He needeth me! Through all his life he needeth me;

His faithful comrade I would be,

For all his life he needeth me.

" Sometimes ’mid scenes of grief and gloom, Sometimes where joy’s bright roses bloom, By mountain side, by rolling sea,

Some son of earth still needeth me. Refrain.

But, whatsoever need there be,

No man shall say he owneth me.

God gave me all the rights he gave To any man this side the grave.

Refrain.

And he who would my comrade be Must still respect my rights and me,

And recognize that higher grace Of equal rights to all the race.

Refrain.

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HOLD THE FORT!

Air : Hold the Fort.

Ho! my sisters, see the signal Waving in the sky;

It is woman’s sacred banner, Floating free and high.

Chorus :

Hold the fort! for I am coming, Justice signals still;

Flash the answer back, my sisters, In God’s name we will!

Long the battle has been raging, But the end is near;

We shall win this mighty contest. Cheer, my sisters, cheer!

Chorus.

Out of darkness, into sunshine, God himself shall lead;

He will conquer superstition, Selfishness and greed.

Chorus.

Here in earth, as up in heaven, God, the faultless King,

Will establish truth and justice. Sing, my sisters, sing!

Chorus.

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Madmen or fools.

Air: Auld Lang Syne.

Some things that wear the shapes of men Have never known their place;

They think that God has given them All wisdom, power, and grace.

Chorus :

All wisdom, power, and grace alone,

All wisdom, power, and grace;

They think that God has given them All wisdom, power, and grace.

They boast the right to rule the world, And claim the crown and throne,

And hold that justice is a myth And righteousness unknown.

Chorus :

And righteousness unknown, alas!

And righteousness unknown;

They claim that justice is a myth,

And righteousness unknown.

The rank conceit these wise ones show, Concerning who should rule,

Makes each and every one of them A madman or a fool.

Chorus :

A madman or a fool, or both,

A madman or a fool;

Makes each and every one of them A madman or a fool.

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MARCHING TOGETHER.

Air : Marching Through Georgia.

Sound the good old bugle, boys,

And let the truth be shown,

That woman has as many rights As any man has known;

And let us help her win the fight She may not win alone,

While we go marching together.

Chorus :

Hurrah! hurrah! Go sound the jubilee! Hurrah! hurrah! for woman shall be free, And have as many sacred rights As God gave you and me,

While we go marching together.

Call her to the ballot-box And give her leave to vote,

And add to freedom’s battle-song Another glorious note,

To roll triumphant ’round the world,

From every loyal throat,

While we go marching together.

Chorus.

Fling the woman’s banner out Amid the morning light,

And let it float forevermore Above the gloom of night,

And show the world that honest men Still dare to do the right,

While we go marching together.

Chorus.

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MY MARY ANN.

Air : Maryland, My Maryland.

My rival’s on the way to call,

Mary Ann, my Mary Ann;

I hear his footsteps in the hall,

Mary Ann, my Mary Ann;

His heart is full of guile and gall,

He holds that man is “all in all,”

And woman has no rights at all,

Mary Ann, my Mary Ann.

But, let me now appeal to thee,

Mary Ann, my Mary Ann,

To give thy hand and heart to me, Mary Ann, my Mary Ann.

To-all your terms I will agree If you will only grant my plea And graciously consent to be Mary Ann, my Mary Ann.

I’ll grant you all the rights you claim, Mary Ann, my Mary Ann,

And all your tuneful tongue can frame, Mary Ann, my Mary Ann,

With all my fortune, home and fame, And every freedom you can name,

And count it still a winning game, Mary Ann, my Mary Ann.

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MY NATIVE LAND.

Air : My Maryland.

Breathes there a man with soul so dead, Native land, my native land,

Who to himself hath never said,

Native land, my native land.

This is the land of freedom’s birth,

A goodly land of priceless worth,

The fairest land in all the earth,

Native land, my native land.

Breathes there a man so dead to shame, Native land, my native land,

That he will not with joy proclaim, Native land, my native land,

The rights of man in time and space,

Are those high rights of all the race,

God gave to all with equal grace,

Native land, my native land.

Breathes there a man so all-unjust, Native land, my native land,

As to declare that woman must,

Native land, my native land, Relinquish all her sacred rights,

And never climb to freedom’s heights With all its raptures and delights? Native land, my native land.

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MY WIFE AND I.

Air : Little Brown Jug.

My wife and I lived all alone,

In a little old cabin, not our own;

What she thought right, I knew was wrong, And here’s the way we got along:

Chorus :

Ha! ha! ha! You and me,

It’s an easy thing to disagree;

Ha! ha! ha! You and me,

It’s an easy thing to disagree.

My wife and I could not agree Which one of us the boss should be,

And so we argued, day and night,

Disputing over what was right.

Chorus.

I argued with a husky throat That woman had no right to vote;

She argued with a soulful sigh,

She had as many rights as I.

Chorus.

I said her place was in the home,

With a dishcloth and a brush and comb; She said my place was on the farm,

With a rake and pitchfork on my arm.

Chorus.

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I said that she had no more sense Than the brindle cow that jumps the fence; She said my judgment was as bad As the man’s who wears a liver pad.

Chorus.

And so we parted, and of course She hurried off for a divorce;

And when the court made its decree It laid the blame and costs on me.

Chorus.

THREE BLIND MEN.

Air : Three Blind Mice.

Three blind men,

Three blind men,

See how they stare,

See how they stare;

They each ran off with a woman’s right.

And they each went blind in a single night. Did you ever behold such a gruesome sight As these blind men?

Three blind men,

Three blind men,—

The man who won’t,

The man who can’t,

And then the coward who dares not try; They’re not fit to live and not fit to die.

Did you ever see such a three-cornered lie As these blind men?

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OPPORTUNITY.

Air : Battle Hymn of the Republic.

Come, my brother, there's a duty waiting you;

Come, my brother, there’s a work for you to do;

Come, my brother, there’s a victory in view,

As we go marching on.

Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

As we go marching on!

Come, my brother, there’s a lamp for you to light; Come, my brother, there’s a wrong for you to right; Come, my brother, there’s a battle you should fight,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

Come, my brother, there’s a step that you should take; Come, my brother, there’s a record you should make; Come, my brother, there’s a bondage you should break, As we go marching on.

Chorus.

Come, my brother, now the question’s up to you;

Will you decide it as an honest man should do?

God gives the opportunity to fight the battle through, As we go marching on.

Chorus.

 

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THE BATTLE-CRY OF WOMAN.

Air : The Battle-Cry of Freedom.

Let us rally round her flag, boys,

Rally to the call,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman. Let us rally to the ranks, boys,

Rally one and all,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman.

Chorus :

The ballot forever, hurrah, boys! hurrah Down with oppression, up with the right, While we rally round her flag, boys,

Rally one and all,

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Shouting the battle-cry of woman.

Send the cowards to the rear, boys,

The lions to the front,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman. Let us rally to the fight, boys,

And take the battle’s brunt,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman.

Chorus.

Here’s a welcome to the crowd, boys, Who dare to do the right,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman. Here’s a call to all the world, boys,

To join us in the fight,

Shouting the battle-cry of woman. Chorus.

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THE GREAT ARMY.

Air: Battle Hymn of the Republic.

There’s a great and growing army With their banners wide unfurled, Their battle-cry is ringing

Like a trumpet round the world, Their flaming bolts of battle ’Gainst the ranks of wrong are hurled,

As they go marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

As they go marching on.

Their cry today is ringing

’Round the land from sea to sea,

It’s the cry for right and justice,

Like the voice of Galilee,—

A cry the world will echo Till its people all are free.

As they go marching on.

It’s the cry of wives and mothers, Pealing forth on every hand,

It’s the cry of all the sisters,

And the daughters of the land,

A cry for woman’s freedom That the world shall understand,

As they go marching on.

 

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THE LAW OF LAWS.

Air: Avid Lang Syne.

The golden rule of Galilee,

The law of laws sublime,

Must rule the world from sea to sea,

In every land and clime.

Chorus :

In every land and clime, today,

In every land and clime;

Must rule the world from sea to sea,

In every land and clime.

Since Right and Justice framed that law And God affixed his seal,

It stands the statute of the world, Which man cannot repeal.

Chorus :

Which man cannot repeal or change, Which man cannot repeal;

It stands the statute of the world,

Which man cannot repeal.

And when the world shall come to know That God condones no wrong,

That statute shall stand glorified In poetry and song.

Chorus :

In poetry'and song, alike,

In poetry and song;

That statute shall stand glorified,

In poetry and song.

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THE SONG OF LIBERTY.

Air : Old Rosin, the Beau.

We’ll sing a new song when our sisters Are granted their rights and are free—

A song that shall summon the nations To liberty’s great jubilee;

An anthem of justice triumphant,

A chorus of right, that shall roll, Resounding from meadow to mountain,

And echo from pole unto pole.

We’ll sing the glad songs of all nature,

The notes of the birds and the bees,

The hymns of the breezes and zephyrs,

The chants of the grasses and trees;

We’ll sing the wild strains of the tempest That ring over mountain and plain,

The thunder and roar of the billows That crash and resound o’er the main.

When woman shall come to her kingdom And justice shall weave her a crown,

And right shall stand guarding her treasures And man shall not smile through a frown, Then sorrow and shame shall be banished And freedom’s great anthem shall rise, And liberty’s mighty Te Deum Shall roll and resound to the skies.

 

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THE MOTHERS OF THE RACE.

Air: Eternity.

Oh, the mothers of the race!

All life long they never cease,

O’er the rolling planet’s face,

Praying for the dawn of peace, Waiting calmly still to hear,

Waiting patiently to see If thy reign is drawing near.

O Liberty! O Liberty!

Oh, the mothers of the race!

How their spirits rise and fall,

While in tones of love and grace They appeal alike to all;

And shall not our hearts be stirred, Over land and over sea,

By that plea that must be heard,

O Liberty! O Liberty!

Oh, the mothers of the race!

Shall we let them plead in vain ? Shall we suffer that disgrace?

Shall we mock their grief and pain? Shall we rob them of their right,

And refuse to make them free With eternity in sight?

O Liberty! O Liberty!

 

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THE NEW EMANCIPATION.

Air: Battle Hymn of the Republic.

There’s a priceless proclamation Ringing ’round the halls of time;

It’s the message of the Master,

With a meaning all sublime;

It is sent to every mortal,

And to every land and clime

Where life goes marching on.

Chorus :

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

As life goes marching on!

It proclaims emancipation To the daughters of the race,

With coequal rights and honors And with equal power and place.

And it bears the stamp of justice And the seal of heavenly grace, As life goes marching on.

Chorus.

Like the stress of storm and battle, Like the thunder of the sea,

It goes ringing down the ages, Saying, “Woman shall be free!”

It’s the message of the Master,

Sent alike to you and me,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

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THE NEW WAY.

Air : Nelly Bly.

Nelly Bly winked her eye,

And promptly answered “No!” And said she had as many rights As any man could show.

Then she said she’d never wed A man who would not swear To work and vote for woman’s rights, Always and everywhere.

Chorus :

Heigh, Nelly! Ho, Nelly!

You’re the girl for me,

For you can make your suitor take The oath of loyalty.

Now the girls, in crimps and curls, Take up the cue she gave,

And tell their lovers, one and all,

They will not play the slave To any man whose selfish plan Makes them but satellites,

For no such things as wedding-rings Shall rob them of their rights.

Chorus.

In the blaze of coming days No woman e’er will rue This goodly plan of making man Vote as he ought to do;

And women then shall see the men Come off the dreaming heights, And pfaise the Lord with one accord For woman and her rights.

Chorus.

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THE WRONG OF ALL THE AGES.

Air : John Brown.

There’s a wrong that’s running riot Down the pathway of the race,

And sweeping men and women From their true and rightful place;

It fills the world with anguish,

And destroys its love and grace,

As we go marching on.

Chorus : Grief, and woe and lamentation, Grief, and woe and lamentation, Grief, and woe and lamentation,

As we go marching on.

It’s the spirit of injustice That is raging, dumb and blind,

Throughout the realm of reason,

And the kingdom of mankind.

It cloaks the soul in darkness,

And beclouds the realm of mind,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

It’s the wrong of all the ages,

And the crime of all the years;

It’s the source of grief and sadness,

And the fountain of our fears;

It fills the world with sorrow,

And it floods the earth with tears,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

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THE SONG OF ALL THE AGES.

Air: John Brown.

There’s a song that should be ringing Like a trumpet ’round the world,

There’s a flag that should be floating Under every sky unfurled,

There’s a cause should be triumphant Far as battle-bolts are hurled,

As we go marching on.

Chorus : Sing the song of right and justice, Sing the song of right and justice, Sing the song of right and justice,

As we go marching on.

That song is woman’s anthem When she comes unto her own;

That flag is woman’s banner,

And should float from zone to zone;

That cause is right and justice,

And should rule the world alone,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

The song of all the ages

Is the song the world should sing,

Resounding o’er the planet

Where the highest anthems ring,

The nation’s hallelujahs And hosannahs to the king,

As we go marching on.

Chorus.

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TIM GROGAN’S PLAN.

Air: Auld Lang Syne.

()i works upon the railroad thrack,

And kapes the loin on grade;

Oi shmokes me poipe and takes me grog, And owns me pick and shpade.

Refrain :

And owns me pick and shpade, me lads, And owns me pick and shpade;

Oi shmokes me poipe and takes me grog, * And owns me pick and shpade.

It makes me feel ashamed, me lads, And makes me pulses throb,

To hear the women claim the roight To vote and boss the job.

Refrain :

To vote and boss the job, me boys, To vote and boss the job,

To hear the women claim the right To vote and boss the job.

Shure Oi must kape me roights meself, That’s plain as plain can be;

The women don’t know polyticks— They’ll not be bossin’ me.

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Refrain :

They’ll not be bossin’ me, me lads, They’ll not be bossin’ me;

The women don’t know politics— They’ll not be bossin’ me.

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Fwhativer other men may do,

In any shtate or town,

We’ll shtand together here, me lads, And kape the women down.

Refrain :

And kape the women down, me lads, And kape the women down;

We’ll shtand together here, me lads, And kape the women down.

And whin its toime to vote, me lads, We’ll shtand around the dure

And kape the women from the polls, And save the counthry, shure.

Refrain :

And save the counthry shure, me lads, And save the counthry, shure;

We’ll kape the women from the polls And save the counthry, shure.

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WATCHMAN. TELL US.

Air: Watchman, Tell Me.

Watchman, tell us, does the morning Of fair woman’s glory dawn ?

Have the signs that mark its coming Yet upon her pathway shone?

Refrain.

Voters, yes, arise, look ’round thee,

Light is gleaming in the skies;

Righteous men in line are waiting,

Justice comes—arise, arise!

See, the ranks on ranks of voters,

Swarming ’round her flag today,

Storming wrong’s unholy bastions,

While God’s lightnings round them play.

Refrain.

Voters, yes, the glorious morning Breaks above wrong’s frowning heights;

All her foes shall be confounded,

She shall have her sacred rights.

Freedom’s torch this glorious morning Lights the land from sea to sea;

Justice calls to all the nations,

Saying, “Woman shall be free!”

Refrain :

Voters, yes, arise, look round thee,

While the quenchless noonday light

Shows the nations in their rapture,

Pledged to justice, truth, and right.

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WOMAN.

Air: America.

0 woman, ’tis of thee,

Hope of humanity,

Of thee we sing.

Mother of all the race, Affection’s dwelling-place,

For thy sweet love and grace Our plaudits ring.

No name like thy dear name, No fame like thy fair fame, Thy name we love; Through all our toilsome days, Through all our devious ways, Be thine our grateful praise,

All praise above.

Let anguish pass away,

Let rapture reign today,

Let grace abound.

In strains of joy and mirth,

Let all the sons of earth Proclaim thy matchless worth, The world around.

Equal of all the race,

Take now thy rightful place By land and sea;

We’ll scorn the tyrants’ lust, And pledge our faith and trust To evermore be just And true to thee.

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WOMAN’S RIGHTS.

Air: John Brown.

It’s the right of every woman To mark out her path in life,

And to be a saint or soldier,

Or a true and loving wife;

To fill the soul with gladness,

And recall the world from strife,

As she goes marching on.

Chorus: Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah,

As she goes marching on.

It’s her right to serve the nation In its every hour of need,

Her right to sit in judgment On her country's faith and creed,

And show the world her courage By some high, heroic deed,

As she goes marching on.

Chorus.

It's her right to train the children In the home and in the school,

To help in framing statutes And determine who shall rule,

And, like man, to cast her ballot For a statesman or a fool,

As she goes marching on.

Chorus.

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INDEX.

Dare You Do It?                  3

Freedom’s Anthem              4

Freedom’s Land                   5

Good News, Ladies!             7

Happy Hallelujahs               8

He Needeth Me                   9

Hold The Fort !                   10

Madmen or Fools                11

Marching Together              12

My Mary Ann                      13

My Native Land                  14       

My Wife and I                     15

Opportunity                         17

The Battle-Cry of Woman     18

The Great Army                  19

The Law of Laws                  20

The Mothers of the Race     22

The New Emancipation       23

The New Way                      24

The Song of All the Ages      26

The Song of Liberty             21

The Wrong of All the Ages   25

Three Blind Men                 16

Tim Grogan’s Plan              27-8

Watchman, Tell Us             29

Woman                             30

Woman’s Rights                 31       

Woman’s Rights in Dixie     6

 

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