The Song of the Sandlot.
Sound a blast for freedom, boy*, and send it far and wide! March along to victory; for God is on oar tide, While the voice of Nature thunders o'er the rising tide: " God made the land for the people!"
Chorus. The land! The land! 'Twas God who gave the land i The land! The land! The ground whereon we stand! Why should we be beggars, with the ballot in our hand ? God gave the land for the people! Hark! The shout is swelling from the east and from the west; Why should we beg work and let the landlords take the best? Make them pay the taxes for their land—well risk the rest. The land was meant fcr the people. Chorus. George has raised the banner high, to face the battle din! At his side comes marching, with his cross, the brave M'Glynn! Forward, all our army, till we've crushed the host of sin, That keeps the land from the people! Chorus. " Henry George is dead," they said; " M'Glynn has lost his place. Church and State alike are joined to grind the poor man's face." Eighty-eight will show them all that well be in the race, To win the land for the people! Chorus. Clear the way for liberty! The land must all be free ! Freemen will not falter in the fight, though stern it be; Till the flag we love so well shall wave, from Beatosea, O'er land that's free for the people. Chorus.
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Evening Star, Issue 7337, 8 October 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)
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250The Song of the Sandlot. Evening Star, Issue 7337, 8 October 1887, Page 2 (Supplement)
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