Grant's the Man
Auner’s Printing Office, N. E. Cor. Eleventh & Market, Philada.
Grant’s the Man.
Our Army has a leader now,
That’s gallant, true and brave;
Though many a one we’ve had before,
Has proved himself a knave,
And honesty’s been laid aside,
While scrambling after pelf,
As one by one we’ve found them out.
We’ve laid them on the shelf.
At Donelson the Rebels thought,
A stand they’d surely make.
But Grant informed the gentlemen,
That place he’d surely take,
And when they found as soon they did;
Resistance was in vain,
The Rebel flag came tumbling down
And our’s went up again.
On Vicksburg heights he hemm’d them in,
And yet with all their boast;
Old Grant made rebel Pemberton,
Deliver up that post,
Up Lookout Mountain’s giddy height,
Brave Hooker led the way,
While Grant the planning did, and Bragg
The Traitor, lost the day.
On Shiloh’s plains they met him next,
And fought both long and well,
And on that bloody battle-field,
Full many a Hero fell;
And when the rebs were gaining ground,
And thought their work was done;
Forward! cried Grant, and led the charge,
The battle soon was won.
And still our Army’s marching on—
Away with coward’s fears,
The rebel cause is losing ground,
A brighter day appears;
We’ll shout aloud, Old Grant’s the man,
And nation’s soon will see,
America shall ever be,
The land of Liberty!
A. W. Auner, Song Publisher, N. E. cor. 11th & Market, Philada., Pa.