HURRAH CHORUS. FOR Lincoln now we sing our lay, For he's the man, say what you may, Now Illinois has one great son, Who over the course swift will run. Old Abe can maul, or he can thrash, Your two-faced man is naught to him, E'en now his prospects are all dim, Abe is the man, an honest man, He is the man for me. Abe is not rich in worldly goods, Oh no, oh no, oh no! But in his thoughts, his works, his words, He's true, he's true, he's true. 'Tis he who loves his wife and friends, And o'er his duty daily bends. He is the man, an honest man, He is the man for me. Upon the Eagle he shall ride, Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah! And of our nation be the pride, While Douglas shall remain below, HURRAH FOR ABE LINCOLN HURRAH! hurrah! did you hear the news? We'll all unite And bravely fight For the Star of Freedom's dawning. In all their ranks they can not find We'll all unite And bravely fight! For the Star of Freedom's dawning. Hi! ho! etc. They know that they will lose the day We'll all unite And bravely fight For the Star of Freedom's dawning. I hear they've bought an old steam-tug, We'll all unite And bravely fight For the Star of Freedom's dawning. We'll give them HAM enough this fall, We'll all unite And bravely fight For the Star of Freedom's dawning. Hurrah!, hurrah! we are sure to win, The coming year's impending blast Will show them they have crowed their last. We'll all unite And bravely fight For the Star of Freedom's dawning. A SUIT OF LINCOLN GREEN. THE knight of Snowden-James of yore, (A braver ne'er has been,) Sir Walter tells us that he wore A suit of Lincoln green! A uniform we soon shall see Yes! brothers, let us here be sworn For men of honest mien, No better colors can be worn Than sober Lincoln green! *See Scott's description of James Fitz-James in "The Lady of the Lake." THE PEOPLE'S NOMINEE. BY KARL KRITON. Air-"Nelly Bly." REPUBLICANS! with peerless might, Strike for freedom! strike for right! He, a noble President, The ship of state shall guide; Hi! Lincoln! ho! Lincoln ! An honest man for me; I'll sing for you-I'll shout for you- Once we had a compromise, A check to Slavery's wrong; Douglas crushed the golden prize, To help himself along. Then the North, and then the West, Arose with giant power; Pierce succumbed to the South's behest, But Douglas had to cower. Hi! Douglas! sly Douglas! A senator would be ; So he tried the "Squatter dodge,” And went for Kansas free. Democrats, (or "office rats,") Met to nominate; "Fire-eaters" came, all aflame, To sever State from State; |