A Section 1: Rise Columbia; call the muster roll!
All true men are with you heart and soul;
Wave old Glory; let the eagle scream;
Truth and right and justice are supreme.
Here your boys come fifteen million strong;
Farm and hamlet swell the mighty throng;
Each man ready, firm and steady,
Hear our voices blend in martial song;

B Section Chorus: We're coming, America to see you through,
You've only to set the task for us to do;
We're trusty Americans all tried and true;
"Our Country, forever!" is our cry,
If you want us to man the forts or sail the seas,
We're soldiers or mariners which e'er you please;
What ever you would make us, here we are if you will take us,
And with you we'll do or die.

Trio: See from the North the myraids come!
Hark from the South the roll of the drum!
Brothers united patriots, plighted,
Ev'ry man a soldier brave,
East sends her quota, heroes all;
West does not loiter at honor's call;
Shoulder to shoulder, who could be bolder?
Victory or glory's grave.

A Section 2: Hail Columbia; fairest land on earth!
You have prospered ever since your birth;
Rival Nations wish that you would stop;
Much they fear they'll have to shut up shop.
If they try to do you any harm;
Call on us to make things good and warm;
Each man ready, firm and steady,
Here's our prompt response to war's alarm;

B Section Chorus: We're coming, America to see you through,
You've only to set the task for us to do;
We're trusty Americans all tried and true;
"Our Country, forever!" is our cry,
If you want us to man the forts or sail the seas,
We're soldiers or mariners which e'er you please;
What ever you would make us, here we are if you will take us,
And with you we'll do or die.

Tag - America: "My Country, 'tis of Thee.
Sweet Land of Liberty,
Of Thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From ev'ry mountain side,
Let Freedom ring."