Julia A. Moore

The Sweet Singer of Michigan


Oh! we love that dear old flag,
      That our forefathers gave
Over one hundred years ago, boys,
      They once stood under that dear flag,
But now they are in their graves,
      Sleeping their everlasting sleep, boys.


The Union forever,
      Hurrah, boys, hurrah;
Down with the traitors,
      Up with the stars;
For we love that dear old flag
      That our fathers fought to save
When they were fighting for our freedom.

We will rally around its standard
      Every Fourth day of July,
For we dearly love our nation;
      We love to see the stars and stripes
A waving up on high
      Over our Union celebration.

Three cheers for the Union
      And the red, white and blue,
And our forefathers that formed the constitution;
      May the flag forever wave
O'er our native land so true,
      May God protect our flag and nation.

Reprinted from The Sweet Singer of Michigan: Poems by Mrs. Julia A. Moore, ed. Walter Blair (Chicago: Pascal Covici, 1928).
Note: Blair's edition omits the blank line between stanzas 2 and 3.
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