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 Save Our Flag From Falling 
 
 To the tune of "Come Ye," by Athol, in Scottish Songs 
 
 Up and be ready, boys 
 
 With 5'^our gun on your shoulder, 
 Along with the noble lads 
 
 Who have crossed the border; 
 Ready to take their stand. 
 
 With gun and sword in hand. 
 So the Stars and Stripes 
 
 May still wave in Old Glory. 
 
 Come away, Come away, the bugle is calling; 
 
 March to the fife and drum ; save our flag from falling. 
 
 Up, lads, if ye be brave. 
 
 Help us our banner wave, 
 So that our armies 
 
 Be always victorious. 
 Up and get ready, men, 
 
 Help us our land defend, 
 For life, liberty, and a flag named Old Glory. 
 
 Repeat from Come away. 
 
 (1) 
 
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America's Glory 
 
 Tune--"An the Blue Bonnets Are Over the Border. 
 
 Mar^h, march, brave men and loyal men, 
 
 Why, my lads, don't you stand forward in order? 
 
 March, march, brave men and valiant men, 
 Go with the lads who are over the border. 
 
 Long may the eagle spread flutter above their head. 
 So that our name may be famous in story. 
 
 Up and be ready, lads, fight for the dear old flag- 
 Fight for your home and America's glory. 
 
 March, march, the bugle is sounding. 
 
 Why, don't you hear how the drums they are pounding? 
 March, march, to the music that's always true, 
 
 Onward to death or to victory for the Red, White and Blue, 
 So that our name be heard — honored both far and wide, 
 
 So that no traitor will e'er reach our shore. 
 Up and be ready, lads, fight for the dear old flag — 
 
 Fight for your President and America's glory. 
 
 (2) 
 
For Victory We Stand 
 
 Theme taken from President Wilson's speech. 
 
 For victory ! for victory ! in this our free born land 
 
 We're going to fight with all our might 
 So the world will understand 
 
 That duty calls us one and all; 
 So help to crush the foe, 
 
 For right is might, that's why we fight. 
 For our banner's rights we do go 
 
 For victory! for victory! so the Stars and Stripes may wave. 
 
 As men of valour, deed and worth 
 We are going it for to save. 
 
 To our nations's call we will be true. 
 That's why we're in the fray; 
 
 To try to save our countrymen 
 We stand for life and liberty. 
 
 For victory! for victory! noble and brave we'll be; 
 
 As fighting men we're going to go 
 In the air, on land or on sea, 
 
 So that righteousness may triumph 
 Over wrong at every turn, 
 
 And we'll keep the home fires burning 
 For our soldier lads' return. 
 
 (3) 
 
Go For the Glo in Old Glory 
 
 Who put the glo in Old Glory? 
 
 Who put it there for to stay? 
 Who put the glo in Old Glory? 
 
 Who fought for our liberty? 
 Pioneers straight from the hillsides, 
 
 Men who had hearts true as steel. 
 They fought with their might, 
 
 For justice and right, 
 For the glo that's in Old Glory still. 
 
 Who'll keep the glo in Old Glory 
 
 As the patriots did of old? 
 Who'll keep the glo in Old Glory? 
 
 Our soldiers still daring and bold. 
 They will look at the eagle above them 
 
 With the Stars and Stripes below. 
 And fresh courage they'll take 
 
 For the same old flag's sake, 
 And for the glo in Old Glory they'll go. 
 
 To be Bung at end of each verse as a chorus 
 
 Go tor the glo in Old Glory, 
 
 Go so Old Glory may wave ; 
 
 Go for the glo in Old Glory, 
 
 It's your country you're going to save; 
 
 Go for the glo in Old Glory, 
 
 Prove that you're manly and true; 
 
 Go so thflfglom Old Glory 
 
 Will mean freedom and victory to you 
 
 (4) 
 
Uncle Sammie's Soldiers 
 
 We're Uncle Sammie's soldiers 
 
 And we've went across the sea 
 To fight for home and country, 
 
 For life and liberty; 
 And on the field of battle 
 
 We will all take our stand, 
 Fighting for our loved ones 
 
 And our native land. 
 
 At the end of each verse. 
 
 For we're Uncle Sammie's soldiers, 
 And we're going to dare and do. 
 
 For we're Uncle Sammie's soldiers 
 And we'll fight for you. 
 
 For we're Uncle Sammie's soldiers 
 
 And we never will give in ; 
 We are going to be victorious 
 
 And help the battle win. 
 When the shot and shell is flying 
 
 And the ranks are strewn with dead, 
 We will still keep our banner flying. 
 
 With the eagle overhead. 
 
 (5) 
 
To the Boys O'er in France Honor Give 
 
 Ragtime 
 
 To the boys o'er in France let us bow — 
 
 Right now — they will tell you — why and how— 
 They are there — up in the air and everywhere, 
 
 A tyrant's yoke to break they did vow — 
 They are at it now — right now — 
 
 *They have shown they have the grit— 
 And to it they will stick— until they get 
 
 Right into Berlin. 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 To the boys o'er in France, honor give — 
 
 They're there — so that you and I 
 Might live— anywhere so all young men — 
 
 If you are fit — get in line — 
 And do your bit — and help the boys — 
 
 Who have crossed the line — 
 To fight for life— and liberty— 
 
 *So the day — may come when our boys we'll see 
 March into Berlin. 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 (6) 
 
Just What I Would Have Done 
 
 My boy, his words and my answer. 
 
 What would you say mother darling 
 
 If I come home some day, 
 And say that I've enlisted, 
 
 That I was going away ; 
 Going to fight for my country 
 
 My loved ones to protect. 
 Would you send me away with a blessing my dear, 
 
 Or with regret? 
 
 Mother's Answer or Chorus. 
 
 You've just done what I would have done my son 
 Just done what I would have done, 
 
 *If I had been a man instead of what I am 
 
 I would have been right there since the war began 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 Would you turn to me with a smile, mother, 
 
 Or condemn me for my act, 
 Or would you rejoice along with me 
 
 In doing well my part? 
 I'm only a boy in years, mother 
 
 Also your only son, 
 Yet I know it's the truth when you say it 
 
 You are proud at what I have done. 
 
 (7) 
 
Only One Boy to Give 
 
 To my boy when he left with the Johnstown Aero Squadron. 
 
 I had only one boy to give 
 
 When the country issued it's call 
 For an aero squad of volunteers, 
 
 So I willingly gave it my all. 
 I sent him away with a smile — 
 
 My darling, my pride and my joy 
 I never once thought to keep Him at home 
 
 If he was my only boy. 
 
 There is only one thing I regret, boy 
 
 That I don't have a dozen sons 
 So they could fight for their country 
 
 Instead of only one. 
 But I'm doing the best I can, boy 
 
 By willinglj^ giving them you 
 For I know that to me and your country 
 
 You always will prove true. 
 
 I had only one boy to give 
 
 To his country he e'er will be true 
 Along with the rest of the home town boys 
 
 Who are fighting for me and for you. 
 I hope that God may bless them 
 
 And send them safely back, 
 For well you know in your heart of hearts 
 
 They are nobly doing their part. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 I had only one boy to give, 
 
 Only one boy to give; 
 My pride and my joy, my dear darling boy, 
 
 I had only you to give. 
 
 (8) 
 
From Berlin to Berlin, I'm On My Way 
 
 Taken from a paragraph in Grit, front page. 
 
 From Berlin in Wisconsin in the U. S. A. 
 
 To Berlin o'er the sea in Germany, 
 I am on my way to fight 
 
 For the good old stars and stripes, 
 For Uncle Sam and liberty. 
 
 I'm a Yankee Doodle through and through 
 So I thought it the best thing I could do, 
 
 When I saw that 1 was fit 
 I just had to do my bit 
 
 For Berlin in Wisconsin in the U. S. A. 
 
 To be eung at end of each verse. 
 
 I'm on my way our flag to help unfurl 
 The eagle bold at the enemy to hurl, 
 
 *For the stars and stripes I'm going to fight 
 
 And you bet your boots I'm going to do it right. 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 (9) 
 
Some Mother's Boy, or Remember the Tuscania 
 
 Wrote the morning after it was sunk. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 Some mother's boy was on that ship 
 
 Who was going his country to save ; 
 Some mother's boy who was on that ship 
 
 Sleeps in a watery grave ; 
 Some boy's sweetheart will always mourn 
 
 For her soldier lad so true, 
 And some child's daddy will ne'er return, 
 
 As he sleeps in the ocean blue. 
 
 So up and fight for freedom. 
 
 Be true when duty calls; 
 Columbia needs her loyal sons 
 
 To help her in the cause, 
 Fight we must; our cause is just; 
 
 Don't you hear their drowning cry? 
 So up my lads, Columbia trust 
 
 And remember the Tus-can-ia. 
 
 Some mother's heart will nearly break 
 
 When she knows that her soldier lad. 
 Who left to go the battle front. 
 
 Along with some little child's dad, 
 Will always sleep in the angry deep, 
 
 While a wave does over them spread. 
 Let us lift our voice to God above 
 
 Who knows what is best for our dead. 
 
 (10) 
 
Our Heroes 
 
 When the war is over and the carnage done, 
 
 Many a mother will have no son ; 
 Many a girl will have no lad 
 
 When the boys return, yet we should feel glad. 
 Glad to think that they beat the foe ' 
 
 And a tyrant's rule they did overthrow, 
 So that freedom and liberty should always stand 
 
 And gleam forever in this our land. 
 
 We will be proud of our noble heroes — 
 
 Proud of our men and sons, 
 Who helped to fight for victory 
 
 When the battle it is won. 
 Proud of our men of valour 
 
 Who have shown that they are true blue ; 
 Proud of the lads who have bled and died 
 
 For the red, the white, and the blue. 
 
 (11) 
 
The Grand Old Fleet of England 
 
 Also taken from Mr. Payne's lecture. 
 
 The grand old fleet of England 
 
 What has it done we say, 
 The grand old fleet of England 
 
 What is it doing today, 
 They've been guarding the seas and our shores, sir 
 
 We are right here for to say, 
 *If it had not been for that same old fleet 
 
 How would we be standing in America today. 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 The grand old fleet of England 
 
 What is it doing today ? 
 The grand old fleet of England 
 
 What has it done for the U.S. A.? 
 It's protected our shores from invasion 
 
 In its own old quiet way. 
 If it had not been for that same old fleet 
 
 We would be fighting in America today — 
 If it had not been for that same old fleet 
 
 We would all be eating sauer kraut now. 
 
 (12) 
 
Our Boys and Girls 
 
 Theme — Mr. Payne's lecture in high school at the Graduation Kxercises on Dec. 6th. 
 
 The other night I went to hear a lecturer 
 
 In one of our big high schools, 
 And no doubt some in the audience 
 
 Thought that man was a fool ; 
 He went on to show how the want of education 
 
 Also of trained workmen 
 Was the cause of the present high prices 
 
 In our country at the present time. 
 
 It's been the constant stream of imigration 
 
 Prom all other foreign shores, 
 Of men who have served from five to seven years 
 
 To learn a trade and sometimes more. 
 And since this war began 
 
 We don't have the men you see, 
 So it's up to tts to train our own 
 
 As they in the lands across the sea. 
 
 We have got to train our boys and girls 
 
 And give each one a trade, 
 Just the same as they do on the old foreign shores 
 
 And their fortunes then are made. 
 So on other countries we wont then depend 
 
 For the men with the skill and brain. 
 If we train our own we will have them here 
 
 And be sure that they will fit in. 
 
 (13) 
 
Only Some Violets and Roses 
 
 Only some violets and roses, 
 
 Nature's sweet flowers as they grew; 
 Only a sweet bunch of flowers, dear, 
 
 Love's greatest tribute to you. 
 I want you to be like the violet — 
 
 Modest and winning and true, 
 80 the innocent sweet little flower, dear, 
 
 Will always remind me of you. 
 
 When I am far from my home, dear, 
 
 All I will ask you to send. 
 Is a sweet little violet or rose, dear. 
 
 And 1 am sure they will strength to me lend. 
 I will know in their message of love, dear, 
 
 To me you will always be true, 
 if it's only a sweet little violet or rose. 
 
 Earth's greatest love gift from you. 
 
 (14) 
 
Though Crushed Like a Lilly and Broken 
 
 The sun shining down from the heavens 
 
 Never seemed fairer to you 
 Than love's golden dream at the offset 
 
 When first you held it in view. 
 It was just like a lilly in Eden, 
 
 As pure and as white and as fair, 
 Till crushed like a reed and then broken 
 
 By the one who had promised to care. 
 
 Oh father look down from the heavens. 
 When love like a poor turtle dove, 
 
 Is crushed like the stem of a lilly 
 
 By the hand of the one that you loved. 
 
 Look down and pity the poor broken heart 
 
 And grant it some strength from up there, 
 
 So that love's cruel sting ne'er will bitterness bring- 
 To a soul that is just, pure and fair. 
 
 When the one who has promised to love you 
 
 Does trample a love that is true. 
 And turns you aside for another 
 
 When your heart it is broken in two. 
 Look up to heaven for guidance 
 
 He comfort and solace will give, 
 Though crushed like the lilly and broken 
 
 He will help you to bear it and live. 
 
 (15) 
 
It's a Long Way to Bonnie Scotland 
 
 (A Scotchman's impression of America beforo he comes here 
 and how he gets fooled after he lands.) 
 
 Into Philadelphia came a braw'nie Scot one day 
 He thought the streets were paved with gold 
 
 As some blowhorns did say; 
 
 He was looking 'round for dollars 
 
 But not one could he find ; 
 
 He says : I see it's up to me, I've got to change my mind. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 It's a long way to bonnie Scotland, 
 
 It's a long way to go. 
 It's a long way to bonnie Scotland, 
 
 To the sweetest place 1 know; 
 Farewell to Stirling Castle, 
 
 Also St. George's Square; 
 It's a long, long way to bonnie Scotland 
 
 But true hearts are there. 
 
 Donald sent a letter to his chum across the sea. 
 
 He says: If you should leave the land that's very dear to me 
 Make up your mind you've got to work 
 
 Whenever vou do land, 
 As you don't get dollars flying round 
 
 In Uncle Samuel's land. 
 
 His chum he sent a neat reply to Donald the next day; 
 
 He says I think I'll stay at home and take what they give me. 
 To leave the land of my birth 
 
 It would break my heart you know, 
 So ^ome back soon and see me 
 
 For I'm longing for you so. 
 
 (16) 
 
The Lonesome Scot 
 
 When in a foreign country' 
 
 If some brother Scot j'ou see 
 Who just came here frae Scotland 
 
 And he's feeling awful blue, 
 Just tap him on the shoulder 
 
 And say, your lonesome man, I see, 
 But come right hame along wae me 
 
 Tae a cup o' guid Scotch tea. 
 
 Chorus 
 Just a piece of bread and jelly 
 
 And a guid Scotch cup of tea, 
 Ye dinna ken tae a lonesome Scot 
 
 How hamelike ye can be, 
 If it's just a slice of toasted loaf 
 
 And the least wee bit of cheese, 
 It will make him feel that he's at hame 
 
 In a foreign countrie. 
 
 Away back hame in Scotland 
 
 It's the custom there you see. 
 When you gang tae a neighbor's house 
 
 The first thing you do see. 
 When e'er you step inside the door 
 
 The kettle they put on, 
 But you find it's awful diff'erent 
 
 When you're far away from home. 
 
 Just a piece of bread and jelly 
 
 And a guid Scotch cup of tea. 
 
 Ye dinna ken tae a lonesome Scot 
 How hamelike ye can be. 
 
 When far away frae Scotland 
 
 And the salt tea^ims his eye. 
 
 If he meets in wae a l)rither Scot 
 Q Who unto him will say. 
 
 Patter- Oh man, ye bet you life it will — ye see it's a 
 custom they hae over there, a fashion, just a right 
 hamely feeling that they've got and bonnie and ill 
 pleased they are if ye don't sit doon alang wae 
 them tae a cup of tea, and it's just like this, if ye 
 was making twenty calls in a day i fifty of them ye 
 would need tae sit doon in every house alang wae 
 them if only tae. — Chorus. 
 
 (17) 
 
Childhood Days 
 
 As I'm sitting in the shadows 
 
 By the firelight's ruddy glow, 
 I can see the children playing 
 
 As we did long years ago. 
 I can hear the merry laughter 
 
 Floating through the air so clear, 
 As of childhood days I'm thinking 
 
 I can still their laughter hear. 
 
 As the shadows they do lengthen 
 
 I can hear the school bell ring, 
 I can see the children marching 
 
 I can also hear them sing. 
 Sometime songs of battle, 
 
 Sometimes of love, it's true, 
 As we did it then with fervour 
 
 Till the lessons we were through. 
 
 ■To be Bun? at end of each verse 
 
 Oh happy days of childhood, 
 
 Innocent and free. 
 Are still a golden memory 
 
 And your faces still I see; 
 As in the days of long ago 
 
 Full of mirth, sunshine and glee, 
 I still see your smiling faces 
 
 As they used to be. 
 
 (18) 
 
As I'm Thinking Dear Old Scotland of You 
 
 As I'm thinking dear old Scotland of vou 
 
 All the dear familiar scenes I seem to view, 
 
 I can see the heather bell growing there o'er hill and dell 
 When I'm thinking dear old home of you ; • 
 
 1 can see the daises grow midst the buttercups bright glow 
 When I'm thinking dear old Scotland of you. 
 
 As I'm thinking dear old Scotland of you 
 I can see the larks a soaring out of view, 
 
 I can hear them sing their song to the early rising morn, 
 When I'm thinking dear old land of you ; 
 
 I can here the cuckoo's call to the blackbirds one and all 
 When I'm thinking bonnie Scotland of you. 
 
 As I'm thinking dear old Scotland of you 
 
 I can see the lanes we used to wander through, 
 
 I can see the waters glide where the Avon meets the Clyde 
 When I'm thinking dear old place of you; 
 
 I can hear the pee weeps shrill as they duck from rill to rill 
 When I'm thinking dear old home of you. 
 
 To be sun? at end of each verse. 
 
 As I'm thinking dear old Scotland of you 
 
 And the dear folks who are always good and true, 
 
 *Though I'm on a foreign shore my dear homeland I adore 
 And in fancy I'm in Scotland on the old home shore. 
 
 Repeat from * 
 
 (19) 
 
He*s Neither Braw Nor Bonnie 
 
 When you're feeling cranky 
 
 And as mad as yon can be, 
 Just gang out and take a walk 
 
 And see what you can see 
 Be sure and look i^the posters 
 
 That's #round about the town, 
 Especially if it's near time 
 
 For Lauder coming 'round. 
 
 Chorus 
 
 For you'll laugh and you'll roar 
 
 When Harry you see, 
 And if you don't it's about time 
 
 A doctor you did see, 
 For he's neither braw nor bonnie, 
 
 But it's just like this you see, 
 Guid gear put in sma packages. 
 That's the reason he's wee. 
 
 So mind, and gang and see him 
 
 When he comes tota\vn ; 
 And just as sure as anything 
 
 He'll turn away that frown ; 
 For fun and mirth he can't be beat, 
 
 So when you're feeling blue 
 Just gang and see our Harry 
 
 And he :gTrFSty will cure you. 
 
 (20) 
 
Chewing Gum 
 
 Polly White and Susie Hood, 
 
 Were two little girls who never could be good ; 
 One day they got some chewing gum, 
 
 And before they slept we had some fun ; 
 Polly and Susie went off to bed, 
 
 And Polly got the chewing gum stuck on her head 
 Such a time as we had fixing up that hair. 
 
 It was just like a rat's nest, I do declare. 
 
 Such a time as we did have right then, 
 
 With oil and brush and comb with them ; 
 We had to take the scissors and cut off Polly's locks, 
 
 And we felt like cutting off both their blocks; 
 We then asked Susie why she put it there, 
 
 Right in among Polly White's hair; 
 I didn't, I stuck it on the foot of the bed, 
 
 And that's how it got in Polly White's head. 
 
 (21) 
 
Our Dog Donald 
 
 Some say it is more creul than kind, 
 
 To keep a pet dog after it's blind; 
 They say you should shoot them or kill them it's true; 
 
 But dear wee Donald I don't think it ever will happen to you, 
 You stood by me in sunshine, also in storm; 
 
 You watched o'er my baby girl since she was born ; 
 And now that you have reached the age of ten, 
 
 I never could think to part with j^ou then ; 
 So dear old doggie, faithful and true. 
 
 While I have a home I will share it with you. 
 
 (22) 
 
Our Pet Dog and Cat 
 
 Donald is ten years and Cliarlie is seven, 
 
 As a pup and a kitten to me thej' were given ; 
 Many a laugh we had watching them play, 
 
 When they used to wrestle for two hoars each day 
 The one would not quit till the other was out. 
 
 When they were having their wrestling bout ; 
 They would tumble and toss with all their might, 
 
 To see who would win in their daily fight; 
 But now that they are both too old to play, 
 
 I will guard and attend to them while I may. 
 
 (23) 
 
Six Cents, Please 
 
 We have got two new bridges in Johnstown. 
 
 If you don't believe it's true, 
 Just watch the Traction Company 
 
 And see what it's going to do. 
 They are going to add an extra cent 
 
 To every street car fare, 
 To help to pay for the bridges 
 
 They are building for us there 
 
 So have your six cents ready 
 
 When you enter a tramway car ; 
 It don't matter what your distance is — 
 
 Let it be near or far ; 
 They will charge the same from one and all. 
 
 So we might as well just grin 
 And pay our extra cent to them 
 
 When a street car we enter in 
 
 But now they're handing you rebate slips, 
 
 And you might get back your extra cent; 
 But mark my words, it will be the same 
 
 As when they raised the rents. 
 They have put it on and it won't come off, 
 
 So it's up to us this way — 
 You can hire a Ford, or walk to town. 
 
 If you don't want that extra cent to pay 
 
 (24)