WHERE THE FLAG IS FULL OF STARS. 



LEAFLET No. X. 



I. 



'Tis fine to see the Old World, and to travel up and down 

 Among the famous palaces and cities of renown, 

 To admire the crumbly castles and the statues of the kings, 

 But now I think I've had enough of antiquated things. 



CHORUS : 



So it's home again, and home again, America for me! 

 My heart is turning home again, and there I long to be ; 

 In the land of youth and freedom beyond the ocean bars, 

 Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars. 



II. 



Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air ; 



And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair ; 



And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome 



But when it conies to living, there is no place like home. 



III. 



I know that Europe's wonderful, yet something seems to lack : 

 The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back. 

 But the glory of the Present is to make the Future free, 

 We love our land for what she is, and what she is to be. 



[Chorus for last stanza.] 



Oh, it's home again, and home again, America for me ! 

 I want a ship that's westward bound to plow the rolling sea, 

 To the Land of Room Enough beyond the ocean bars, 

 Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars. 



THE CALL TO ARMS. 



LEAFLET V. 



Hark, hark to the trumpet resounding, It calls to the patriot brave. 

 To arms, every loyal son and true, With zeal and courage our land to save. 

 Our homes and our altars defending, March on, march on to war. 

 Then forward, brave advancing, March to the cannon's roar. 

 With banners aloft proudly waving, Unnumbered they press along, 

 While cheers rend the air as on they go, A mighty throng. 

 For Freedom, for Freedom, for Liberty, their cry; 

 On, on to the battle, brave and strong, To win or die. 



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