For the Freedom of the World (1917)

words by Edmund Vance Cooke, music by J. S. Zamecnik
The trumpets call, our banners all are flying;
Drums are sounding, hearts are bounding,
We march to save where men are bravely dying,
By the tempest tossed and whirled.
Though mothers moan and sweethearts may be sighing,
We struggle till the foeman's flag is furled;
For the land which gave us birth, for the peoples of the earth,
And the freedom of all the world!

We come! we come! to the fife and the drum.
For the flag of the free which protects you and me;
For each! for all! we stand or we fall
For the love of our liberty.
We come! we come! to the fife and the drum.
For the flag of the free which protects you and me;
For each! for all! we stand or we fall
For the love of our liberty.

From South and North we sally forth to battle;
Firm and steady, we are ready!
From West and East till war has ceased its rattle
And the foe is backward hurled.
Till man is man and not a tyrant's chattel,
Till royal rags and pirate flags are furled;
For the safety of the state, for America, the Great,
And the freedom of all the world!

We come! we come! to the fife and the drum.
For the flag of the free which protects you and me;
For each! for all! we stand or we fall
For the love of our liberty.
We come! we come! to the fife and the drum.
For the flag of the free which protects you and me;
For each! for all! we stand or we fall
For the love of our liberty.

compositions by J. S. Zamecnik

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