The Union And The Right (A Campaign Song)

We've placed upon our banner,
The banner of the free,
Harrison and Morton,
Success and victory.
And they shall bear our standard
Throughout the coming fight,
And this shall be our watchword,
The Union and the Right,
The Union and the Right,
Harrison and Morton,
The Union and the Right,


Brave sons of honored sires,
Well known in days of old,
And tried as in a furnace,
And found as pure as gold;
Tried 'mid the din of battle,
Or in the halls of state,
By whatsoever standard,
The twain were truly great.
And they shall bear our standard
Throughout the coming fight,
The Union, etc.


Our coats we've doffed for battle,
And don't propose to yield
Until the latest foeman
Is banished from the field.
With Harrison and Morton
To lead our countless host,
To rally is to conquer,
With each man at his post.
And they shall bear our standard
Throughout the coming fight,
The Union, etc.


Go, bear the news to Grover,
And tell him that the boys
Are shouting loud for Harrison,
Are making lots of noise;
And will in next November,
Unless they're much deceived,
Permit his arduous labors
To be somewhat relieved,
For Harrison and Morton
Are leaders in the fight.
And this shall be our watchword,
The Union, etc.


And tell him that his vetoes
Don't suit the boys in blue;
As at the time of voting
He'll find it doubly true;
For he who snubs a soldier
Shall feel a soldier's wrath,
With many thorns and briars
Strewn thickly in his path;
For Harrison and Morton, etc.


Take hence that foul bandanna,
With all its filth and slime,
And give us the starry stripes,
Flag of our olden time;
Then with our gallant leader,
The son of Tippecanoe,
We'll show you in November
What patriots can do.
For Harrison and Morton
Are leaders in this fight,
And this shall be our watchword:
The Union and the Right.