Saturday, May 28, 2011

The Patriots Need a Fight Song

The song "Chester" was the original (but unofficial) National Anthem, written by William Billings in 1770 and revised in 1778.  It was second in popularity only to "Yankee Doodle".  Billings was also responsible for popularizing grass-roots choral singing.  There is also a religious-only hymn set of lyrics.
Strangely, there was also another Declaration of Independence before the 1776 one, the first one was signed in Chester, Vermont in November 1774.  I'd like to think the song title referred to the town of Chester as a center of resistance, but it's probably a coincidence.  He had a song "Africa" also which is not about Africa.
Anyway, I just changed some names for the modern era, and a word or two... since we seem to be turning into a fascist tyranny.  All sorts of "big brother" stuff happening.  I'm not scared of terrorists - the chance of being attacked by terrorists is less than the chance of being hit by lightening or winning the lottery - but I am scared of what is happening to my country from the inside.  We're losing our soul.  What good is winning the endless "war on terror" if we lose our soul in the bargain and BECOME the terror?  When did the Land of the Free become the Land of the Lied-to, Spied-On and Harrassed?
I started this blog out with frugal advice and little recipes and such, but more and more I feel like I am just telling people how to rearrange the deck chairs on the Titanic. So, here's the song lyrics.  I'll put a link to the tune you can listen to below it.
Let tyrants shake their iron rod,
And Slav'ry clank her galling chains,
We fear them not, we trust in God
New England's God forever reigns.
Obama, Big Sis, Clinton too,
With Pelosi and Bernanke join'd,
Together plot our Overthrow,
In one Infernal league combin'd.
When God inspir'd us for the fight,
Their ranks were broke, their lines were forc'd,
Their Scanners Shatter'd in our sight,
Or swiftly driven from our Coast.
The Foe comes on with haughty Stride;
Our troops advance with martial noise,
Their Vet'rans flee before our Youth,
And Gen'rals yield to beardless Boys.
What grateful Off'ring shall we bring?
What shall we render to the Lord?
Loud Halleluiahs let us Sing,
And praise his name on ev'ry Chord.
Here's a choir singing it.  Unfortunately the sopranos are too loud, and drown out the melody in the tenor. But it was the best recording I could find on YouTube.

1 comment:

John said...

Or maybe this
http://mycountrymyass.com