Truth Christmas Number, 1885.
The Grand Old Man.
I’ll sing to you a brave new song, about the Grand Old Man,
Whose tongue and pen are ever found to forward freedom’s plan,
Who in the march of liberty has always led the van,
And ever stretched his strong right hand to help his fellow man
This brave, true-hearted, Grand Old Man,
Who stands up for the right.
This Grand Old Man wears on his brow no coronet of gold,