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No. 62. Our Watchword — "Union."

TUNE — "Battle Cry of Feedom."

We are springing to the ranks,
We are marching to the field,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"
We will strike blow after blow
Till the foe to us shall yield
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"

CHORUS.
Now, brother farmers, demand better laws,
Up with our standard,
Defend our just cause;
Let us never yield an inch,
Or from duty ever flinch,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"

We're approaching now a crisis,
And we must move with car,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"
We must choose to represent
Men who'll do and who will dare
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"

Let us lower official salaries
And tax the moneyed throng,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"
Let our ballots speak for us,
Let them speak out good and strong,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"

Believe in "equal rights to all,
Special privileges to none,"
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"
Work in unity together,
Do not leave one thing undone,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"

CHORUS.
Then, brother farmers, demand better laws,
Up with our sandard,
Defend our just cause;
Let us never yield an inch,
Or from duty every flinch,
Shouting our watchword of "Union!"