William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Decatur’s Victory—1812A
And join in the shouts of the patriotic throng!
Arise! arise! Columbia’s sons, arise!
And let Heaven’s walls re-echo with your song—
For Columbia’s genius, victory proclaiming,
Flies through the world, our rights and deeds maintaining;
And our fame at Tripoli recorded still shall be,
And Decatur, brave Decatur’s name remember’d be with joy.
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza! boys,
Mars guards for us what we did independent gain.
Huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza! huzza! boys,
Columbia still, unrestrain’d, sails the main.
Had long been a pest to our independent sailing;
And vainly thought they to enslave us who were free,
While their flag waved unfurl’d o’er the main:
But Decatur soon taught them, midst all their peals of thunder,
To Columbia’s flag ’twas their wisdom to surrender;
And their frigate in a flame, gave a glory to his name,
And laurels graced the bosoms of Columbia’s fair.
Huzza! huzza! huzza! &c.
Determined to give to merit its renown;
And surrounded their brows, which the hardy tar requites,
With fair Freedom’s and a famed laurel crown—
And the loud trump of Fame o’er earth and ocean sounding,
With Barron, Preble, Talbot, and Decatur’s name resounding:
And our fame at Tripoli recorded still shall be,
And Freedom’s loving choir sing the glories of that day.
Huzza! huzza! huzza! &c.
Receive your protectors with open arms returning;
And view the spoils they with their blood have bought,
Columbia’s flag waving high in the air.
And the American henceforward shall be penn’d,
A terror to his foe and an honour to his friend;
From the scourge of Tripoli our children shall be free,
And millions unborn shall rejoice in our fame.
Huzza! huzza! huzza! &c.