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Courage, Mother, I am going. By Otto W. Ludwig. Air: when I saw sweet Nellie home. H. De Marsan, Publisher, ... No. 54 Chatham Street, N. Y [song sheet]
COURAGE, MOTHER, I AM GOING.
BY OTTO W. LUDWIG.
Air: When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home.
Farewell, Mother! I must leave you;
Freedom's cause I must defend;
And, if I in battle perish,
Trust in Heaven unto the end.
Freedom calls.. and shall I falter
Or refuse to lend a hand?
But, as long as life endureth,
I will fight for Freedom's Land.
Chorus: Courage, Mother! I am going,
Freedom's drooping Flag to save;
When I am gone, refrain from weeping?
There's an arm to shield the brave.
Would you fain allure me, Mother,
By the ties of friendships dear?
Would you barter peace and freedom
To suppress the falling tear?
Soon I'll hear the cannons thunder.
Soon I'll meet the hostile foe;
Urge me not: I cannot tarry;
Duty calls me, I must go!..
Chorus.
Would you have our Nation's Emblem,
That for which our Fathers died,
Trampled 'neath the feet of Traitors,
And by Traitors' hand defiled?
Would you yield to base Usurpers?..
Yield to fiends in human form?..
Would you bow to stern Oppression,
To shield your boy from harm?
Chorus.
No! methinks I hear you sighing:
Go, my brave and only son..
If, in Freedom's cause, you perish,
I will battle life alone..
—Hark! I hear the cry resounding:
Volunteers! we call for you!..
Good-bye, Mother: Heaven protect you!
Here's, perhaps, my last ADIEU..
Chorus.
H. DE MARSAN, Publisher of Songs, ballads, toy books, c. No. 54 Chatham Street, N. Y.
BY OTTO W. LUDWIG.
Air: When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home.
Farewell, Mother! I must leave you;
Freedom's cause I must defend;
And, if I in battle perish,
Trust in Heaven unto the end.
Freedom calls.. and shall I falter
Or refuse to lend a hand?
But, as long as life endureth,
I will fight for Freedom's Land.
Chorus: Courage, Mother! I am going,
Freedom's drooping Flag to save;
When I am gone, refrain from weeping?
There's an arm to shield the brave.
Would you fain allure me, Mother,
By the ties of friendships dear?
Would you barter peace and freedom
To suppress the falling tear?
Soon I'll hear the cannons thunder.
Soon I'll meet the hostile foe;
Urge me not: I cannot tarry;
Duty calls me, I must go!..
Chorus.
Would you have our Nation's Emblem,
That for which our Fathers died,
Trampled 'neath the feet of Traitors,
And by Traitors' hand defiled?
Would you yield to base Usurpers?..
Yield to fiends in human form?..
Would you bow to stern Oppression,
To shield your boy from harm?
Chorus.
No! methinks I hear you sighing:
Go, my brave and only son..
If, in Freedom's cause, you perish,
I will battle life alone..
—Hark! I hear the cry resounding:
Volunteers! we call for you!..
Good-bye, Mother: Heaven protect you!
Here's, perhaps, my last ADIEU..
Chorus.
H. DE MARSAN, Publisher of Songs, ballads, toy books, c. No. 54 Chatham Street, N. Y.