We Have Stood In Battle Boys When Bullet


We have stood in battle, boys, when bullets feel like hail;
Now we meet another foe, our courage shall not fail;
Forward! then, we’ll conquer rum; the liquor line assail,
Down with the rum-curse forever.

Chorus:
Hurrah! Hurrah! we march to victory;
Hurrah! Hurrah! from rum we shall be free;
From hill and plain and valley, from the mountain to the sea,
Down with the rum-curse forever.

Ballots now, not bullets, boys, not bayonet and gun;
Not the roar of deadly strife from rise to set of sun;
Yet the victory shall be greater when the field is won;
Down with the rum-curse forever! [Chorus]

Make no compromises, boys, for license party’s sake,
That will aid the liquor foe, its fetters stronger make;
If we would be truly free, its bondage we must break;
Down with the rum-curse forever! [Chorus]

Rally to the standard, boys, that stainless greets the light,
Prohibition Home Protection leads us in the fight,
God and home and native land, inspires our soul with might;
Down with the rum-curse forever! [Chorus]