William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Charley StewartC
In search of the foe on the ocean to roam;
Like a patriot his heart beat to liberty true,
And a foe to all tyrants the older he grew.
His heart it was bold and with valour ’twas warm,
In his country’s cause he the first was to arm;
To the wreck’d and distress’d oft his arm gave relief;
And though rated a middy he’d the skill of a chief,
And the courage of a true Yankee seaman.
On Old Ironsides long his striped banner flew;
So true to his flag, and in battle so brave,
That he oft gave the proud foe a watery grave.
For his country he fought, till with peace she was crown’d,
And now upon shore at the pen he is found;
Of the great ship of state may he next take command,
And her great Constitution safely steer on the land,
With the mind of a true Yankee statesman.