CHORUS.
Away! away! let cowards stay!
But honor impels the brave!
There’s naught but death in a craven’s years,
And there’s life in a hero’s grave.
When the cause we serve is a righteous cause,
And the flag we bear unstained,
And our patriot steel, for the common weal,
We lift, with hands unchained,
There is never a power can bar our path,