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'Prophetic of the Future 
 
 War Lyrics 
 
 1914 to 1917 
 
 By 
 C. Augustus Haviland 
 
 Brooklyn, N. Y. 
 
 The World's 
 
 Sorrow and Shame 
 
 Through 
 
 One Man Power 
 
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C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 In His Eighty-fifth Year 
 

 
 
 TO THE PUBLIC 
 
 The writer of these lines, an octogenarian, in 
 the hope that he might rouse his fellows to a reali- 
 zation as to the true situation in war matters, has 
 from time to time submitted these verses to the 
 public, and now places them in pamphlet form for 
 friends who may care to recall them. 
 
 The past is gone. The future was long ago 
 foreshadowed by the writer. Government "Of the 
 the People, By the People and For the People" is 
 surely coming for all mankind. 
 
From the Press of J. IV. Gunnison &>" Company, Inc. 
 g22 Fulton Street, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
 
OUR TRUE AMERICANS 
 By C. Augustus Haviland. 
 
 (Written on November 23, 1915, His Eighty-third Birthday 
 Anniversary) 
 
 Americans — what heroes grand, 
 
 Our loyal sons from Fatherland. 
 
 While miscreants from their native shore 
 
 Are prowling round in search of more. 
 
 More traitors to our land, which gave 
 
 Protection to the bond and slave. 
 
 Americans — all honor then 
 
 To those who stand with sword and pen. 
 
 Ready to serve the land they love. 
 
 Ready to meet the hosts above. 
 
 Ready to stand with loyalty, 
 
 That home and country may be free. 
 
 Americans — we honor now 
 
 All foreign born who to their vow 
 
 Stand firm — and, 'mid the taunts and sneers 
 
 Of comrades, hail our Yankee cheers. 
 
 And to their God and country true 
 
 Their solemn pledge once more renew. 
 
THE SORROW AND SHAME OF THE 
 TWENTIETH CENTURY WAR 
 
 'Twas "only a scrap of paper"* 
 
 Some learned men have said, 
 "Only a scrap of paper" — 
 
 No matter about the dead — 
 Our sons and brothers will fill the gap 
 
 And let all nations know 
 That a "scrap of paper" don't count for much 
 
 As our soldiers come and go. 
 
 There was a time, we know full well. 
 
 When a "scrap of paper" would guide 
 A nation along the honored path 
 
 And check a nation's pride; 
 But it matters not when "Me und Gott' 
 
 Decree that our nation must rule, 
 'E'en though the "Gott' is a bogy man 
 
 Held up, our nation — to fool. 
 
 The twentieth century war goes on 
 
 And millions must fall we know. 
 Our idol has so decreed, and we 
 
 Must with the current flow. 
 No matter if rivers of blood are sent 
 
 To add to the swelling tide 
 We're bound to an idol and so you see 
 
 With our idol's decree we abide. 
 
 * The Treaty of Neutrality 
 
The world moves on and the voice of "Gott" 
 
 Is the only voice we heed, 
 No matter if rivers of blood must flow 
 
 Or aching hearts must bleed. 
 We may call him Emperor, call him King 
 
 Or *'Gott" its all the same — 
 It matters not, its ''Me und Gott" 
 
 To rule the v/orld's our game. 
 
 And when the battle is over, boys, 
 
 And our neighbors all want to know 
 Who brought about the sorrow and shame 
 
 And sent us this terrible blow, 
 Just take them over to Potsdam, boys, 
 
 To the fellow who led the fray — 
 And there you'll find the man who says : 
 
 "Twas "Gott" who led us astray." 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 September 20, 1914 
 
 THE LESSON OF WAR 
 
 When the fathers and the mothers 
 
 Look for their boys' return, 
 And the heart breaks out in sorrow 
 
 As for loving ones they yearn, 
 'Tis then, when all seems dreary, 
 
 That the lesson comes — too late — 
 For fellowmen to fathom all 
 
 The mystery, in war's fate. 
 
And yet, they tell us, "all is well," 
 
 'Tis for a nation's fame 
 That fellowmen must go to war, 
 
 To hold an honored name; 
 But when the dead and dying 
 
 Are brought unto their door, 
 'Tis then they learn the saddest tale — 
 
 The saddest tale of war. 
 
 Oh War! thou cruel monster. 
 
 Why come to break the spell 
 Of peace and happiness at home, 
 
 Where loving ones now dwell? ' 
 
 Why tell us of the glory 
 
 Sure to follow if we stand 
 For home and the dear country. 
 
 And for the Fatherland? 
 
 What folly — aye, what folly 
 
 To tempt the ides of fate. 
 To risk a nation's happiness 
 
 And strive, in royal state. 
 To reach beyond a Fatherland 
 
 And grasp for more — and more. 
 When happiness surrounds them all 
 
 And keeps them at the fore. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 November, 1914 
 
THE KAISER AND HIS GOD 
 
 Tlie Past — The Present and The Future 
 
 (Respectfully dedicated to German Friends) 
 
 Not long ago we stood amazed 
 
 And heard the Kaiser say 
 That in the war now being waged 
 
 *"Twas God who led the fray," 
 That though a "Prince of Peace," He stands 
 
 "Fore all the world"— Yet He 
 When all was peace in Fatherland 
 
 This flag of war set free. ^- 
 
 "God moves in a mysterious way" — 
 
 Is it not plain to see 
 That One above is guiding now 
 
 That man may yet be free? 
 Who doubts it now? We soon shall know 
 
 If God hath willed it so. 
 And when the end doth come at last 
 
 'Twill be so all may know 
 That He to help and free mankind 
 
 Has dealt this lasting blow. 
 
 Who doubts it now? 'Tis vain to ask 
 
 Why God doth thus decree; 
 Soon we may see the guiding hand — 
 
 To make all mankind free. 
 Soon He who rules in Peace and War 
 
 May bring new hope for all 
 And teach mankind that they must rule 
 
 When mighty kingdoms fall. 
 
And when God wills it so, at last, 
 
 This Kaiser may proclaim. 
 'Twas God who led the mighty hosts 
 
 In Liberty's great name. 
 Our God who guideth all aright. 
 
 The God who led the fray 
 For Freedom's Sons — and marked the path 
 
 For honors on Life's way. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 'ebruary, 1915 
 
 'THE ONE MAN POWER" 
 
 The "One Man Power" ! Doth God yet live 
 To care for children and to give 
 To each and all an honored name 
 And still preserve a nation's fame? 
 What meaneth all this stern command. 
 Which sends so many of each band 
 Along the road to maim and slay 
 Their fellow men from day to day? 
 
 Is it that kings may learn at last 
 
 That rank injustice of the past 
 
 No more shall rule or cloud the way 
 
 While freemen stand a part to play 
 
 To human kind? And to ordain 
 
 That blood no more shall flood the plain. 
 
 That "One Man Power" no more shall lead 
 
 Or make the hearts of millions bleed? 
 
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The "One Man Power"! May God forgive 
 
 Its errors, and alone let live 
 
 The memory of its good deeds done 
 
 For fellow men — the honor won, 
 
 In paths of peace for years and years. 
 
 When love and hope had banished tears 
 
 And nations throughout all the land 
 
 Had held the honored, outstretched hand 
 
 Of that great nation, long revered 
 
 As land of peace to all endeared. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 September 16, 1914 
 
 WHEN PEACE RETURNS AGAIN 
 
 When this cruel war is over 
 
 And all nations learn their fate. 
 When the Monarchs, shorn of glory, 
 
 For man's plaudits vainly wait: 
 When the people, in their sorrow, 
 
 Welcome home their loyal band 
 And the pirates and assassins 
 
 Realize just where they stand, 
 Then perhaps, in pain and anguish 
 
 Men of iron nerve may say: 
 In the battle for our country 
 
 We, alas, were led astray. 
 
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And when peace doth come, with sorrow 
 
 And the story plain is told; 
 When the soldiers, seeking glory 
 
 All recount their exploits bold; 
 Then, as voices from a grave-yard 
 
 Echo and re-echo round, 
 And the piteous wail of mourners 
 
 From all o'er the world resound, 
 Then, perhaps, ambitious Monarchs ' I 
 
 May admit that 'twas a crime. 
 And that war with all its horrors, 
 
 Must be banished for all time. 
 
 Then, as thoughtful ones consider — 
 
 And along life's journey tread — 
 And the sorrows of the living 
 
 For their loving ones now dead. 
 Daily bring back sad reminders 
 
 Of a nation's sudden fall — 
 Fall from honor and from glory 
 
 Through a mad ambitious call — 
 Then, perhaps all thoughtful statesmen 
 
 Will demand a better fate 
 For their fellows, and no longer 
 
 Worship at a Monarch's gate. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 May 18, 1915 
 
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WHY LAND PIRATES WANT PEACE 
 
 When a nation starts out boldly 
 
 Defying all the world; 
 When without a note of warning 
 
 It has its flag unfurled; 
 When it sends its well-trained army 
 
 To murder and to slay 
 Its neighbors, resting peacefully 
 
 Along the world's highway; 
 W^hen it fearlessly announces 
 
 That it seeks once more to gain 
 The hills and valleys round it. 
 
 Then its murderous plan is plain 
 To thoughtful ones remembering 
 
 All its devious ways long past; 
 And the secret of its wrongful act 
 
 Is known to all, at last. 
 
 When by trickery and strange device 
 
 These ingrates gain their prize 
 When their neighbors, resting quietly, 
 
 Are suddenly made wise. 
 When neighbors' lands are taken 
 
 By these murderers, who display 
 All the instincts of land pirates 
 
 In seeking thus to play 
 The game of War, to gather in 
 
 The spoils which warfare brings. 
 
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Then we realize the reason 
 
 Why a nation quickly sings 
 The song of Peace — and gently asks 
 
 All neighbors to refrain 
 From warlike acts and to once more 
 
 Give up the hills and plain 
 That murderers may boast at last 
 
 Of their glory and their shame. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 December 11, 1915 
 
 WILL THE KAISER ABDICATE? 
 
 Will the Kaiser abdicate? 
 
 That's the question of the hour. 
 Will he very kindly abdicate 
 
 And seek for further power — 
 Not as Emperor, nor yet as king, 
 
 But as President — maybe — 
 Of a grand Republic, coming soon, 
 
 To set his people free? 
 
 The tide is turning, turning now. 
 
 As all his people know 
 This war has brought them all to see 
 
 That 'tis the final blow 
 The Kaiser never dreamed about. 
 
 When entering on the fray 
 To gain a world of glory 
 
 By leading men astray. 
 
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The God above has let him play 
 
 His tricks upon mankind 
 'Till all his followers now see 
 
 What 'twas that crazed his mind. 
 And as the tide rolls in once more 
 
 'Twill be to hide the shame — 
 Which through this Kaiser's madness 
 
 Has blurred the German name. 
 
 But all is well, as we shall see — 
 
 In this great nation's fall — 
 'Twill surely bring to fellowmen 
 
 The freedom due to all 
 Who trust a Father — kind above — 
 
 To lead the better way — 
 With brotherhood along life's path 
 
 To bring the brighter day. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 April 4, 1917 
 
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The WAY TO WIN 
 
 Lines Suggested on Reading King Edward's Last Appeal 
 
 The King of Old England is a jolly young fellow 
 
 Who is doing what little he can 
 To have all his subjects believe that great honor 
 
 Will follow his Nation's War Plan; 
 Yet in the great crisis now facing his fellows 
 
 He might do another brave thing 
 By telling his people that in the near future 
 
 They, too, may dispense with a king. 
 
 He has had all the glory that comes to a ruler, 
 
 And all of the other good things. 
 And now he can best serve his land and his people 
 
 By pointing to blessings war brings. 
 Then let this young Ruler — this jolly young fellow, 
 
 Tell his people "if they'll only be true — 
 They may have their great Empire — a Union of States 
 
 And start on life's journey anew." 
 
 He may plead to his fellows — plead early and late — 
 
 But only one plea will avail, 
 Let him say: *Tn this battle be brave and be true 
 
 And then on thy mission set sail." 
 While a limited monarchy has not been bad. 
 
 Far better, perhaps, it will be. 
 If England, in glory and pride should proclaim 
 
 "We may all learn from over the sea." 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
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THUS FAR THE LORD HAS HELPED" 
 
 "Thus far the Lord has helped us," 
 
 'Twas this the Kaiser said: 
 Thus far the Lord hath let him roam 
 
 Among his honored dead; 
 Thus far the Lord doth leave one name 
 
 Dishonored and disgraced 
 As warning to all honest men 
 
 Who seek an honored place. 
 
 Thus far this Ruler, roaming round, 
 
 Doth hear his people say 
 That **One-Man Power" must end e'er long- 
 
 And in their prayers each day 
 That peace may come and war no more 
 
 Disgrace a nation's name, 
 Or make a hero of a man 
 
 Who seeketh worldly fame. 
 
 The Lord hath let his pirates roam 
 
 Far out on every sea. 
 And his assassins to disgrace 
 
 The sons of Germany; 
 And He hath let these murderers 
 
 Prowl round, but soon there'll be 
 Just punishment for guilty ones — 
 
 So ail mankind may see. 
 
The Lord may come to earth some day 
 
 To bid all nations rise; 
 To mark the pathway man should tread 
 
 To reach the golden prize; 
 The prize of Liberty which stands 
 
 Before mankind today; 
 The prize wise men are striving for 
 
 Along the world's highway. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 November 9, 1915 
 
 HANDS ACROSS THE SEA 
 
 Hands across the sea, boys, 
 
 Hands across the sea. 
 Hand clasps everywhere, my boys. 
 
 Where mankind is free. 
 Loyal sons are waiting there, 
 
 There for you and me. 
 Hand clasps there for you, my boys, 
 
 Hand clasps there for me. 
 
 Hands across the sea, boys. 
 
 Welcome you and me. 
 Hope of all mankind, my boys, 
 
 Rests with those who're free. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 November 6, 1914 
 
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THEY TELL US PEACE IS COMING 
 
 They tell us peace is coming, 
 
 ''What fools these mortals be," 
 To talk of Peace — While Belgium's Sons 
 
 Are striving to be free. 
 
 They tell us peace is coming — 
 
 These men who started war — 
 While Poland's sons are starving 
 
 And pirates haunt their shore. 
 
 They tell us peace is commg, 
 
 Coming — aye, soon or late — 
 
 Well, I guess 'tis true, for the Kaiser's Crew 
 
 Is mourning the ides of fate. 
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 They started in to rule the world 
 And sent their boys with flag unfurled 
 To lead the way — and tell mankind 
 That Treaties could no longer bind. 
 
 How well they did the trick we know 
 When Belgium — on their mortal blow — 
 Was stricken, and a cruel band 
 Went roaming o'er that beauteous land. 
 
 They tell us peace is coming. 
 
 Aye, soon 'tv\all come we know. 
 And a faithless ruler soon will pass, 
 Along life's way, with the other class, 
 
 With but little of worldly show. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
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ARE YOU LOYAL OR DISLOYAL? 
 "Stand Up and Be Counted" 
 
 "Stand up and be counted" — Ye men who proclaim 
 Your love for old Fatherland. If you love not the 
 
 name 
 Of the land of adoption, where life is secure 
 For men of all nations — the rich and the poor. 
 
 "Stand up and be counted" — Our country demands 
 Of all those so loudly proclaiming they stand 
 "For Fatherland first" — that their fellows may know 
 The men false to country, wherever they go. 
 
 "Stand up and be counted" — if false thou would be 
 To the land that protects thee — the land of the free. 
 "Stand up and be counted" — and turn to that way 
 Where false friends are welcome wherever they stray. 
 
 "Stand up and be counted" — Your brothers now here 
 Love the land of adoption, and hold ever dear 
 The "Star Spangled Banner" which floats day by day 
 Where Liberty's sons are still guarding life's way. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 October 19, 1915 
 
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EASTER MORN IN WARTIME 
 Let Us Walk the Honored Way 
 
 Christ is risen — all is well — 
 One above doth break the spell, 
 
 While a nation mourns today, 
 For its leaders gone astray. 
 
 Christ is risen — all is well — 
 
 Resurrection comes to tell 
 Of the bright and better way 
 
 For mankind its part to play. 
 
 Christ is risen — let us all — 
 
 Bow to our great Master's call. 
 On this resurrection mom, 
 While a nation badly torn 
 Soon must be all newly bom. 
 
 Christ is risen — let us stand 
 Patriots true to honored land. 
 
 And while others go astray 
 
 Let us ever guard the way. 
 
 And once more our faith renew. 
 
 While the lesson of the day 
 
 Bids us walk the honored way. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 Easter Morn, 1917 
 
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MARSHAL JOFFRE 
 The Hero of Our Day 
 
 The "Hero of the Marne" is here 
 
 As hero of our day. 
 We honor him for all he's done 
 
 And wish that he might stay 
 To teach our Yankee boys the path 
 
 To glory and to fame, 
 Beneath our honored flags in France 
 
 In Liberty's great name. 
 
 He comes as Hero of the Hour 
 
 To honor France, so true 
 To Liberty and all that means. 
 
 With red and white and blue. 
 He comes as Hero of the Hour, 
 
 As France came once before. 
 With Lafayette to teach the way, 
 
 To vict'ry on our shore. 
 
 He comes. Brave Son of France, he comes 
 
 And with our Yankees true, 
 For Liberty, and all it means. 
 
 With red and white and blue, 
 Tri-colors of that famous band, 
 
 Who with us led the way. 
 To Liberty, that all might share. 
 
 Its blessings, day by day. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 May 10, 1917 
 
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GOOD-BY TO FRIENDS FROM FRANCE 
 
 Good-by kind friends — we bid good-by 
 With much regret, yet God on high — 
 
 Who guideth all — Doth bid us stand 
 As brothers, pleading for the band 
 
 Of sorrowing ones who day by day 
 Still mourn for loved ones borne away. 
 
 We bid good-by while yet we know 
 
 That God above may will it so 
 'Till brothers of each foreign band 
 
 May be at peace and proudly stand 
 As loyal sons in freedom's land. 
 
 We bid good-by while yet there be 
 
 A ''Star of Hope" across the sea. ' 
 
 We bid thee go and bravely stand 
 
 For freedom in each foreign land. 
 We bid thee go and by thy side 
 
 America, in all her pride — 
 Will bravely stand on land and sea 
 
 In brotherhood, 'till all are free. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 May 14, 1917 
 
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OUR AMERICAN STATESMEN 
 
 Who are our great men? Are they those 
 Who in the Halls of Congress pose 
 
 As Statesmen — only to betray 
 
 Their fellows, and to lead astray? 
 
 Who are the statesmen? Need we ask, 
 Are they the men behind the mask, 
 
 Who pose as patriots — yet proclaim 
 Their love for party and its name? 
 
 Is this our standard? Go with me 
 To Halls of Congress, and you'll see 
 
 The men who claim to rule our land, 
 
 These men who pose as statesmen grand. 
 
 These so-called statesmen — do they care 
 For ought save party, and to share 
 
 The spoils of office, while they stand 
 As leaders of a heartless band? 
 
 We call them statesmen. God forbid 
 That so-called statesmen long may live 
 
 To lead their fellowmen astray. 
 Or bear them on a warlike way. 
 
 Who are true statesmen? Need we say, 
 Not those who for their party play. 
 
 Nor those who with their voice and pen 
 Uphold the acts of faithless men. 
 
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Yet there are statesmen — good and wise — 
 In Halls of Congress — men we prize — 
 
 Who battle for a nation's fame, 
 And care not for a party name. 
 
 These statesmen are the men who stand 
 
 Forever true to our dear land; 
 Who do their best to lead the way 
 
 For God and country day by day. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 January 13, 1916 
 
 COMING, FATHER WILSON 
 
 We are coming. Father Wilson, we are coming for 
 
 the fray. 
 We are coming, we are coming, and we mean to 
 
 lead the way, 
 With banner floating o'er us, while our boys in gray 
 
 and blue 
 As brothers stand, a faithful band, to God and 
 
 country true. 
 
 We are coming, we are coming, a couple million 
 
 strong. 
 Just listen now, just listen to the burden of our song. 
 Give us guns and give us cannon, aeroplanes and 
 
 ships galore, 
 And we'll quickly put a stop to all, to all this cruel 
 
 war. 
 
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We are coming, we are coming to battle for man- 
 kind. 
 
 'Tis not for fame or glory, but for broken hearts to 
 bind. 
 
 We stand for truth and justice for all nations in 
 the fray, 
 
 For all nations now in battle, all who walk the 
 righteous way. 
 
 We are coming, we are coming, to set all nations free. 
 We are coming with our Yankee boys to guard both 
 
 land and sea, 
 Our loyal sons of honored sires, to God and country 
 
 true. 
 To battle as their fathers did when this great land 
 
 was new. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 April 20, 1917 
 
 UNIVERSAL BROTHERHOOD 
 
 In brotherhood great nations stand 
 
 In brotherhood to guard the land, 
 In brotherhood to lead the way 
 
 To liberty from day to day — 
 For liberty that all may see 
 
 The blessings of a world made free. 
 For liberty that all may stand 
 
 As freemen in their native land. 
 
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United now- — God wills it so — 
 
 United now to ward the blow 
 Of miscreants all along- life's way 
 
 Who plot and scheme from day to day. 
 United now we gladly stand 
 
 Forevermore with that great ban^ 
 On land or sea — where e'er it be — 
 
 Who stand for truth and liberty 
 That all mankind may yet be free. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 
 May, 1917 
 
 OUR YANKEE BOYS 
 
 The Yankee boys are ^olng to the land across the sea, 
 I'hey are going in battalions to help set nations free. 
 They've got the men, they've got the guns. 
 
 And very soon they'll show 
 They've got the dash, and that's the thing 
 
 That deals the mortal blow. 
 
 So wait a bit until they get 
 
 Across the surging main 
 Just wait a bit, and Yankee grit 
 
 Will snap the binding chain. 
 They've got the men: 
 
 They've got the guns. 
 And they've the courage too. 
 
 So wait a bit and Yankee grit 
 Will pull the Allies through. 
 
The Yankee boys are ^oing to partake the soldiers' 
 chance. 
 
 They are going with munitions to encourage Fight- 
 ing France. 
 
 They've got the men, they've got the guns, 
 They've got Old glory, too. 
 
 Those Yankee boys, with Yankee dash, 
 They'll rout the Kaiser's crew. 
 
 So wait a bit until they get 
 
 Across the deep blue sea. 
 Just wait a bit, and Yankee grit 
 
 Will help set nations free. 
 They've got the men, 
 
 They've got the guns, 
 And they've the courage, too, 
 
 So wait a bit, and Yankee grit 
 Will pull the Allies through. 
 
 C. AUGUSTUS HAVILAND 
 June, 1917 
 
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