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On the Common
The Cap'n says to stand our ground
and not to start the fight,
but if they mean to have a war
then this will be the site.
He has the drummers beatin' time
he has them play the fife
And every Red Coat hears it knows
he's gamblin' with his life.
We are about three score and ten.
War trainin' we have not
as they come on, six hundred strong,
the finest Gage has got.
From down the way into the square
they pour with muskets raised
and in the early April dawn
I see my brothers razed.
We know we have so little chance
but still we have to try.
Too few, 'twas said, to e'en resist
too much at stake to fly!
So to the Common at Lexington
arriving from near and far,
the Minute Men to light the spark
to flame the coming war.
With foot to foot and knee to knee
the Sons of Liberty decree
to foster the fall of tyranny.
And forever after shall it be,
America, Land of God, and Free!
Forever after shall it be,
My Precious America, and Free!
Free! Forever shall it be!
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