The bells ring like an endless song

As Uncle Sam looks me in the eyes.

Lady Liberty knows it won't be long

Until I grab my gun and rise.

I don't want to die,

But if death is what it takes

I won't be shy 

For our contry's sake.

I will push all through the night

And pray for my brothers -

When we win this fight

We can tell our mothers

That on this day we are free,

September 3rd, 1783. 

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