Ye tars of Columbia give ear to my story
Who fought with brave Perry where cannons did roar.
Your valour has gained you an immortal glory
And fame that shall last until is no more
Columbiaâ€™s tars are the true sons of mars
The rake fore and oft when they fight on the deep,
On bed of lake Erie commanded by Perry
Has caused many Brittons to take their last sleep.
The tenth of September let us all remember,
As long as the globe on its axis rolls round,
Our mariners and tars on lake Erie were seen
To make the proud flag of old England come down
The Van of our fleet, the British to meet
Commanded by Perry the Lawrence bore down,
Our guns they did roar with such terrified power
That savages trembled at the dreadful sound.
The one most dreadful fire
She fought three to one for two glasses and more
While Perry undaunted did firmly stand by her
And on the proud foe heavy broadsides did pour,
Her masts were all shattered, her sails were all tattered,
Her beams and her yards being all shot away
And few left on deck for to manage the wreck
While our hero on board her no longer could stay.
In this situation the pride of our nation,
Sure heaven had guarded unhurt all the while
While many a hero maintaining his station
Fell close by his side and was throwed on the pile,
But mark ye and wonder while elements thunder
And death and destruction was talking all round
His flag he did carry on board the Niagara
Such valour on record was never yet found.
The bold Niagara now proud of her Perry
Displayed all her banners in gallant array,
While 25 guns on deck she did carry
That soon put an end to his bloody affray
The whole British fleet was brought up complete,
The signal was given to break through the lines,
Whil starboard and carboard from every quarter
The lamps of Columbia gloriously shined.
Thereâ€™s one gallant act of our noble commander
On writing my song Iâ€™ll mention with pride,
While launched in the smack that carried his standard
A ball whistled through her just close by his side,
Says Perry, "These villians intend for to drown us
But fight on/my boys and never fear",
And then with his coat he plugged up the boat
Through sulphur and fire away he did steer
The bold British Lion has roared his last thunder
As Perry attacked him close in the rear,
Columbiaâ€™s Eagle soon made him crush under
And roar out for quarters you quickly shall hear
Oh, had you been there I vow and declare
You'd seen such a sight as you neâ€™er seen before,
Six red bloody flags that no longer could wag
Was laid at the feet of our brave commadore.
Brave Elliott whose valour must now be recorded,
On board the Niagara has well played his part
His gallant assistance to Perry afforded
Shall place him a second on lake Erieâ€™s chart
In midst of the battle while guns they did rattle
The Lawrance a wreck her men almost slain
Away he did steer and brought up the rear
And by his maneuver the victory gained.
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