William Maxwell

COME, all ye tars that brave the sea,

Now hear Columbia’s call:

Her glorious banner soon shall be

Our canopy or pall.

We rush to meet the vaunting foe,

And lay his proud ambition low.

Columbia’s gallant tars

Shall range the ocean free,

And bear her union stars

In triumph o’er the sea.

We fight with no ambitious aim

To rule the waves alone;

Nor to destroy another’s claim,

But to maintain our own;

And those base chains of servile fear,

We would not give, we will not wear.
Columbia’s gallant tars, &c.

Contending for our equal right,

Against usurping pride;

We war with unresisted might,

For Heaven is on our side;

And ’tis no mortal hand we know,

That aims our thunders at the foe.
Columbia’s gallant tars, &c.