Hurrah! the ball is rolling on,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
In spite of whig or loco don,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Our country still has hopes to rise,
The bravest efforts win the prize,
Hurrah! &c.
With joy elate our friends appear,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Our vaunting foes are filled with fear,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Ten thousand slaves have run away
From Georgia to Canada;
Hurrah! &c.
Lo! all the world for Birney now,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
See! as he comes the parties bow,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
No iron mixed with miry clay,
Will ever do, the people say,
Hurrah! &c.
Then up, ye hearties, one and all!
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Be faithful to your country's call;
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Let none the vote of freedom shun,
Run to the meeting—run, run, run!
Hurrah, &c.
Be Birney's name the one you choose,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Let not a soul his ballot lose,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
No other man in this our day
Will ever do, the people say:
Hurrah! &c.