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Gallant Scott is our Choice.

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TUNE -- THE "STAR SPANGLED BANNER."

From the pine-covered hills where dark Arostook flows,
To the gold-sanded shores blue Pacific is laving,
Where the Mexican Cactus and wild Dahlia grows,
Where o'er the broad Prairie rich cornfields are waving,

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Comes the glad pealing shout
Of bold freemen rung out --
While our proud flag is flung, in the welkin to flout,
And the cannons proclaim, with their loud-booming voice,
That the vet'ran in war, gallant SCOTT, is our choice.

The laurels entwined round the young hero's name,
The old man reviews with a patriot's emotion;
Youth kindles its torch in the blaze of his fame,
And each true-hearted Whig hails his star with devotion.
That star still shone bright
In the fierce Mexic fight,
And is destined to reach a far loftier hight!
For the cannons proclaim, with their loud-booming voice,
That the vet'ran in war, gallant SCOTT, is our choice.

In the councils of Sages -- in peace, as in war,
Who curb'd lawless faction? Who quelled wild disorder?
Who like Scott with his eagle-eye, glancing afar,
Had the prudence and nerve to control the rude border?
In the people's big heart,
He will aye have a part,
For he vibrates a chord that's ne'er reached by mere art!
And the cannons proclaim, with their loud-booming voice,
That the vet'ran in war, gallant SCOTT, is our choice.

Then exultingly fling your proud flag to the breeze,
Inscribed "Winfield Scott!" a name famous in story,

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And the motto we borrow form over the seas,
"We hope in God," yet to emblazon with glory.
Success and applause,
To the gallant Whig cause --
To SCOTT, and to GRAHAM, the UNION and LAWS,
While the cannons proclaim, with their loud-booming voice,
That the vet'ran in war, gallant SCOTT, is our choice.

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