National Guard Marching Song
National Guard Marching Song.
A sound through the nation is rolling amain,
With the power and the grandeur of thunder;
It beats in the bosom and throbs in the brain,
Of a people awaking in wonder;
Oh! if you ask why the thunder’s rolled—
’Tis to rouse for Union the free and bold—
Rouse for Union the hearts of the free and the bold.
“An army with banners” moves mightily on,
Every heart to it’s country is plighted;
The stars of those banners out-dazzle the sun,
With the blaze of their glories united!
Oh, if you ask what is here foretold,—
’Tis to range in Union the free and the bold—
Range in Union the hearts of the free and the bold.
They are marching, all marching, in Liberty’s cause,
With the flag of their love floating o’er them,
And on its bright folds they have graven he laws,
Of the beautiful mother who bore them;
And if you ask why the flag’s unrolled—
’Tis to lead in Union the free and the bold—
Lead in Union the hearts of the free and the bold.
Not a whisper of doubt or a shadow of dread
In their gallant and noble communion,
For they tread in the path of the patriot dead,
And they step to the music of Union!
And if their purpose you would be told—
’Tis to band in Union the free and the bold—
Band in Union the hearts of the free and the bold.