HAIL COLUMBIA
Hail Columbia happy land,
Hail ye heroes! heavenborn band!
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause,
Who fought and bled in freedom's cause,
And when the storm of war was gone,
Enjoyed the peace your valour won,
Let independence be your boast,
Ever mindful what it cost;
Ever grateful for the prize,
Let its altar reach the skies.
Firm united let us be,
Rallying round our liberty,
As a band of brothers join'd,
Peace and safety we shall find.
Immortal patriots! rise once more;
Defend your rights, defend your shore;
Let no rude foe, with impious hand,
Let no rude foe, with impious hand,
Invade the shrine where sacred lies,
Of toil and blood the well earn'd prize,
While off'ring peace, sincere and just,
In heav'n we placed a manly trust,
That truth and justice may prevail,
And ev'ry scheme of bondage fail!
Behold the Chief who now commands-
Once more to serve this country stands,
The rock on which the storm will beat,
The rock on which the storm will beat,
But armed in virtue, firm and true,
His hopes are fixed on heav'n and you.
When hope was sinking in dismay,
When gloom obscured Columbia's day,
His steady mind, from changes free,
Resolved on death or liberty.
Victor Record 16495
"Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Who is this, that lights the wigwam?
With his great eyes lights the wigwam?
Ewa-yea! my little owlet!"
By the shores of Gitchie Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis,
Dark behind it rose the forest,
Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees,
Rose the firs with cones upon them;
Bright before it beat the water,
Beat the clear and sunny water,
Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.
"Wah-wah-taysee, little firefly,
Little, flitting, white-fire insect,
Little dancing, white-fire creatures,
Light me with your little candle,
Ere upon my bed I lay me,
Ere in sleep I close my eyelids!”
Then the little Hiawatha,
Learned of every bird its language,
Learned their names and all their secrets,
How they built their nests in Summer,
Where they hid themselves in Winter,
Talked with them whene'er he met them,
Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens."
Of all beasts he learned the language,
Learned their names and all their secrets,
How the beavers built their lodges,
Where the squirrels hid their acorns,
How the reindeer ran so swiftly,
Why the rabbit was so timid,
Talked with them whene'er he met them,
Called them "Hiawatha's Brothers."
HAPPY GERMAN TWINS
I say, Carl, you don't sing so good as before.
I know, I got a hoarse in my throat.
A hoarse! You mean a colt in your head.
Say, William, speaking of colts, what is that funny noise you make with your voice?
You mean this noise? (yodel.) I make that with my throat. Say, what would you do if you had a throat like mine?
I would cut it.
Is that so.
Sure. Say, what is this noise-this lady, lady, lady. Is that some female impersonation or is that a woman. Oh, what a fool you are, Carl. It is neither. That is my yodel.
A yodel. Now I don't know what you mean to say. Why, when you yodel do you keep your mouth closed? Why a yodel is a falsetto and I have to keep the mouth closed.
Oh, I see, you have a false set of teeth and you are afraid they will come out, yes?
No, no; stop that, Carl.
Say, you got a yodel wife?
She can't keep her mouth closed?
Yes-no no. Say, stop that, Carl; I ask you twice already. Please.
Say, give me an answer to something.
I don't know what's the answer.
Suppose we two twin brothers had been born on the ocean, to what country would we belong, yes?
To the nation our father and mother belong to Germany.
Yes; but suppose our father and mother were not Germany, would we be orphans?
No, no; not orphans. Don't be so nonsensical. Come, the music men are waiting.
Oh, how foolish you are. How can they be waiters when they are musicianers?
Say, ain't you two guys going to dance?
The heavens resound with His praises eternal,
In might and glory they combine
To tell His name thro' earth and the oceans,
That men may hear the word divine.
He holds the suns in the blue vaulted heavens,
He plants his foot upon the world;
The myriad stars bow in willing subjection;
The universe His hand unfurl'd.
The universe His hand unfurl'd, unfurl'd.
The Lord is God! He is King of creation;
In His right hand He holds them all.
His children, we in love and devotion
Before His might and power fall.
O Father, hear, we Thy sons bring our blessings,
Our prayerful thanks to Thee we raise.
The heavens resound, break O earth into glory,
To serve, adore, and sing His praise.
To serve, adore, and sing His praise! His praise!
Victor Record 35576
GOD SAVE THE KING
God save our gracious King,
Long live our noble King,
God save the King.
Send him victorious,
Happy and glorious
Long to reign over us
God save the King.
O Lord our God arise,
Scatter his enemies,
And make them fall.
Confound their politics
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee our hopes we fix,
God save us all!
Thy choicest gifts in store,
On him be pleas'd to pour,
Long may he reign!
May he defend our laws,
And ever give us cause,
To sing with heart and voice,
God save the King.
GOOD-BYE, SWEETHEART, GOOD-BYE
The bright stars fade, the morn is breaking,
The dewdrops pearl each bud and leaf,
And I from thee my leave am taking,
With bliss too brief, with bliss too brief.
How sinks my heart with fond alarms,
The tear is hiding in mine eye,
For time doth thrust me from thine arms,
Good-bye, sweetheart, good-bye
Good-bye, sweetheart, good-bye.
The sun is up, the lark is soaring,
Loud swells the song of chanticleer,
The lev'ret bounds o'er earth's soft flooring,
Yet I am here, yet I am here.
For since night's gems from heaven did fade,
And morn to floral lips doth hie,
I could not leave thee, though I said,
Good-bye, sweetheart, good-bye.
Good-bye, sweetheart, good-bye
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