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William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.

Hurrah for the White, Red, and Blue

HUSH’D is the clamorous trumpet of war,

Hush’d, hush’d is the trumpet of war;

The soldier’s retired from the clangour of arms,

The drum rolls a peaceful hurrah.

’Tis cheering to think on the past,

’Tis cheering to think we’ve been true,

’Tis cheering to look on our stars and our stripes,

And gaze on our white, red, and blue;

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue,

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue;

’Tis cheering to look on our stars and our stripes,

And gaze on our white, red, and blue.

Here’s a sigh for the brave that are dead,

Here’s a sigh for the brave that are dead;

And who would not sigh for the glorious brave

That rest on a patriot bed?

’Tis glory for country to die,

’Tis glory that’s solid and true;

’Tis glory to sleep ’neath our stars and our stripes,

And die for our white, red, and blue.

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue,

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue;

’Tis glory to sleep ’neath our stars and our stripes,

And die for our white, red, and blue.

Here’s freedom of thought and of deed,

Here’s freedom in valley and plain;

The first song of freedom that rose on our hills,

Our sea-shore re-echoed again.

’Tis good to love country and friends,

’Tis good to be honest and true;

’Tis good to die shouting at sea or on shore,

“Hurrah for the white, red, and blue!”

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue,

Hurrah for the white, red, and blue;

’Tis good to die shouting at sea or on shore,

“Hurrah for the white, red, and blue!”