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Of the free land in our own beloved home.

So, within the prison cell,
We are waiting for the day,
That shall come to open wide the iron door;
And the hollow eye grows bright
And the poor heart almost gay,
As we think of seeing home and friends once more.

Columbia. the Gem of the Ocean
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O, Columbia, the gem of the ocean,
The home of the brave and the free,
The shrine of each patriot's devotion,
A world offers homage to thee.
Thy mandates make heroes assemble,
When Liberty's form stands in view;
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,

Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Thy banners make tyranny tremble,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.

When war winged its wild desolation,
And threatened the land to deform,
The ark then of freedom's foundation,
Columbia, rode safe thru the storm;
With her garlands of vict'ry around her,
When so proudly she bore her brave crew,
With her flag proudly floating before her,

Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
With her flag proudly floating before her,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.

"Old glory" to greet now come hither,
With eyes full of love to the brim;
May the wreathes of our heroes ne'er wither
Nor a star of our banner grow dim;
May the service united ne'er -sever,
But they to our colors prove true,
The Army and Navy forever,

Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.

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