Brave Wolverhampton boys, shout with your mighty voice—
“Free Trade, Reform, and LORD PAGET for ever!”
Chorus.
March! march! march to the poll my boys;
Reformers and Free-men, march forward in order:
March! march! conq’ring Free Traders all;
Drive the young Tory Lord over the border.
Come from the forge, where your metals are heating:
Come from the mines, where your minerals abound:
Come from the workshops, where hammers are beating: