Badow Roop of Freedom

This is an Anglish translation of the American Civil War song the Battle Cry of Freedom.

The Song

(Verse 1)
Oh we'll gather about the fane, men, we'll gather once again
Shouting the badow roop of freedom
And we'll gather from the hillside, we'll gather all amain
Shouting the badow roop of freedom

(Chorus)
The Thoftship forever, hurrah men, hurrah
Down with the thrallers, up with the stars
While we gather about the fane, men, we gather once again
Shouting the badow roop of freedom

(Verse 2)
Oh we're springing to the call for three hundred thousand more
Shouting the badow roop of freedom
And we'll fill the empty rows with tenhundred thousand more
Shouting the badow roop of freedom

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
We will welcome to our feethers the trowfast, bold, and true
Shouting the badow roop of freedom
And although he may be arm, he shall never be a thew
Shouting the badow roop of freedom

(Chorus)

(Verse 4)
So we're springing to the call from the east and from the west
Shouting the badow roop of freedom
And we'll hurl the thraller crew from the land we love the best
Shouting the badow roop of freedom