William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
A Song: Come, cheer up, my lads, like a true British bandFrom the New York Journal, or the General Advertiser—January 26, 1789
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In the cause of our country who join heart and hand;
Fair Freedom invites—she cries out—“Agree!
And be steadfast for those that are steadfast for me.”
Hearts of oak are we all,
Hearts of oak we’ll remain:
We always are ready—
Steady, boys, steady—
To give them our voices again and again.
Unite all the good—and united are we:
But still be the lot of the villains disgrace—
Whose foul, rotten hearts give the lie to their face.
Hearts of oak, &c.
His teeth are the shark’s, and a vulture’s his claws—
As soon would I venture—howe’er he may talk,
My lambs with a wolf, or my fowls with a hawk.
Hearts of oak, &c.
Who has join’d us again in fair Liberty’s cause—
Sour Envy, herself, is afraid of his name,
And weeps that she finds not a blot in his fame.
Hearts of oak, &c.
With health and success may his goodness be crown’d:
May the cup of his joy never cease to run o’er—
For he gave to us all when he gave to the poor!
Hearts of oak, &c.
But warms at the mention of brave De Launcey?
“Happy Freedom!” said Fame; “what a son have you here!
Whose head is approved, and whose heart is sincere!”
Hearts of oak, &c.
Let the name and applauses of Walton go round:
His prudence attracts—but his free, honest soul
Gives a grace to the rest, and enlivens the whole.
Hearts of oak, &c.
Unbiass’d by faction, untainted by pride:
Who Liberty’s welfare undaunted pursue,
With heads ever clear, and hearts ever true.
Hearts of oak, &c.