MOUNT VERNON BELLS. 



I. 



Where Potomac's stream is flowing Virginia's border through ; 

 Where the white-sailed ships are going, Sailing to the ocean blue; 

 Hushed the sound of mirth and singing, Silent every one ; 

 While the solemn bells are ringing, By the tomb of Washington. 



CHORUS : 



Tolling and knelling With a sad, sweet sound ; 

 O'er the wave the tones are swelling, By Mount Vernon's sacred ground. 



II. 



Long ago the warrior slumbered ; Our country's Father slept. 

 Long, among the angels numbered, They the hero-soul have kept. 

 But the children's children love him, And his name revere, 

 So, where willows wave above him, Sweetly still his knell you hear. 



CHORUS : 



III. 



Sail, O ships, across the billows, And bear the story far, 

 How he sleeps beneath the willows, First in peace and first in war, 

 Tell while sweet adieus are swelling, Till you come again, 

 He within the hearts is dwelling, Of his loving countrymen. 



CHORUS : 



A HERO'S BIRTHDAY. 



VI. 



Our country is the broadest, And the best beneath the sun, 

 And the birthdays of its heroes We remember, every one. 



CHORUS : 



Here are many feet for marching, Like the soldiers, two and two, 

 Here are many hands uplifting Our own red and white and blue. 



'Tis (Lincoln that) we honor, And for him we children bring 

 'Tis (Washington) we honor, And for him we children bring 

 Each new year our fresh young voices, Glad his birthday song to sing. 



CHORUS : 



He ne'er shall be forgotten, While his story we can tell, 

 We salute his picture proudly, He, who served his country well. 



CHORUS : 



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