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d1 | A drunkard was sleeping | | | | | | | |
d2 | Awake from your slumbers, ye mortals | | | | | | | |
d3 | Come back to this bosom | | | | | | | |
d4 | Come, firemen and brothers, awake | | | | | | | |
d5 | Come, firemen, follow the fashion | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come, firemen, join our ranks | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come let us join and gaily sing | | | | | | | |
d8 | Eighteen has led the van | | | | | | | |
d9 | Farewell, a long farewell to rum | | | | | | | |
d10 | Farewell, farewell, thou dark spirit | | | | | | | |
d11 | Farewell now to sprees and rambles | | | | | | | |
d12 | Hail to the cause | | | | | | | |
d13 | Here we meet no more to part | | | | | | | |
d14 | Huzza, sixteen has come at last | | | | | | | |
d15 | I gush from the fountain | | | | | | | |
d16 | I'll sing you a bit of a ditty | | | | | | | |
d17 | Let those who groan in deep despair | | | | | | | |
d18 | Mid charnels and pest houses | | | | | | | |
d19 | O say, can you see through the dark | | | | | | | |
d20 | O swiftly spreads the lurid flame | | | | | | | |
d21 | O temperance, temperance | | | | | | | |
d22 | O the days are gone when ruby wine | | | | | | | |
d23 | O thou whose never sleeping eye | | | | | | | |
d24 | O thou whose watchful spirit never | | | | | | | |
d25 | See Fifteen comes with heart and hand | | | | | | | |
d26 | The banner of temperance invites | | | | | | | |
d27 | The dream of the drunkard is past | | | | | | | |
d28 | The last chain is broken | | | | | | | |
d29 | The Washington boys are playing the dickens | | | | | | | |
d30 | Union eighteen led on the van | | | | | | | |
d31 | Welcome brave Five to the ranks of the free | | | | | | | |
d32 | What sound of sweet music is heard | | | | | | | |
d33 | When first I saw the gleaming crest | | | | | | | |
d34 | When in the night, the skies grow bright | | | | | | | |
d35 | When the goddess of liberty came from above | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]