While from the Atlantic Ocean, where the sun begins to dawn,
We’ll cross the Rocky Mountains far away to Oregon.
Then come along, etc.
While the South shall raise the cotton, and the West the corn and pork,
New England manufactures shall do up the finer work;
For the deep and flowing water-falls that course along our hills,
Are just the thing for washing sheep and driving cotton mills.
Then come along, etc.
Our fathers gave us liberty, but little did they dream
The grand results to follow in this mighty age of steam;