'Tis a Glorious Year.

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Words by Jesse Hutchinson, Jr.

'Tis a glorious year in which we live,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
And now three hearty cheers we'll give,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
From all the honest sons of toil,
The cry is heard — "free soil! free soil!"
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!

On every breeze glad tidings roll,
Hurrah, &c.
And echoes bound from pole to pole,
Hurrah, &c.
All parties are rallying to the test,
From the north and east and glorious west,
Hurrah, &c.

We pledge to free soil the eastern States,
Hurrah, &c.
And the west will go for our candidates,
Hurrah, &c.
Whigs, democrats, will all unite,
And liberty boys — for our cause is right,
Hurrah, &c.

The good time, boys, is coming near,
Hurrah, &c.
And myriad hearts shall bless this year,
Hurrah, &c.
The orator's tongue and poet's pen
All tell us where, and how, and when,
Hurrah, &c.

Then let us give three cheers once more,
Hurrah, &c.
With a voice as loud as "Niagara's roar,"
Hurrah, &c.
This shall inspire us as we toil;
Free men, free speech, and God's free soil,
Hurrah! hurrah! hurrah! hurrah!
Hurrah, &c.