  The war drums are beating; Prepare for the fight! The people are gathering In strength and in might; Fling out your broad banner Against the blue sky With Lincoln and Hamlin We’ll conquer or die. The clarion is sounding, From inland to shore; Your sword and your lances Must slumber no more; The slave-driving minions, See, see, how they fly! With Lincoln and Hamlin We’ll conquer or die. |
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