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Show "UNCLE SAM" A Song by A. W. Hadley i , . j L Peace has fled -from out the world, Uncle Sam ; Battle flags have been unfurled, Uncle Sam; Crash of cannon fills the air, Armies wait the bugle's blare, Millions dying "over there", Uncle Sam; Freedom calls you to its aid. Uncle Sam; There's a debt that must be paid. Uncle Sam; Put Old Glory to the test. Wave it there among the rest, Let the Eagle scream its best! Uncle Sam. Uncle Sam, an outraged world to you is pleading, You've answered as a warrior through and through; ! len million boys in brown await your leading, The heart-throbs of a nation beat for you. Uncle Sam, the days of peace will be returning, , This lust of war is hell-born and a sham ; The halls of fame will echo loud your glory,' Amea, and good old Uncle Sam. n. There's a nation at your feet. Uncle Sam ; One that's never known defeat, Uncle Sam; Stalwart heroes, tried and true, Proud of their Red, White and Blue, Waiting for the word from you, Uncle Sam ; There's a navy on the sea, Uncle Sam ; And an army on the lea, Uncle Sam; There are millions, brave and bold, Hearts of love and purest gold. Standing neath your starry fold, Uncle Sam. m. We will scorn the trenches' toll, Uncle Sam; In the fight for freedom's goal. Uncle Sam; For we'll back you one and all, Heeding naught but duty's call. "All for one and one for all"! Uncle Sam; When the last mad charge is made, Uncle Sam ; And our debt to war is paid, Uncle Sam ; We will greet our boys in brown, Grant them each a hero's crown, Fill the years with their renown, Uncle Sam. (Extra verse) When our Navy meets the foe. Uncle Sam; German pride will "go below", Uncle Sam ; Submarines will Miug the shore, f Cruiser raids will be no more, We'll mix "kultur" with their gore, Uncle Sam; When oui birdmen "take the air," Uncle Sam; Raids on London will be rare, Uncle Sam; Bombing schools and killing kids, Even war itself forbids, Zeps will hae to run on skids, Uncle Sam. (Compositions of music for this song invited by The Standard.) |