The Fair Land of Texas.

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TUNE. — "When the Fair Land of Poland."

Ere the fair land of Texas, a star of our flag,
Shall be dim'd by the Mexican foe,
Arouse sons of freedom, on mountain and crag,
And crush the usurpers all low;
Shall a band of assassins by false nations joined,
Crush the soil we now hail as our own,

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No, we'll brave ev'ry nation against us combined
Till freedom o'er earth reigns alone.
Yes, by our virgin-freedom's land,
We will protect her heart and hand.

True child of Columbia in young freedom's dawn
She lit Independence's fire,
By its pure light of heaven she boldly rushed on,
Till she made her invaders retire;
To our bold starry flag now she leads her young star,
To shine on her liberty's sky,
And beneath its bright glory we'll rush to the war,
For Texas, and conquer or die.
Yes, by our virgin-freedom's land,
We will protect her, heart and hand.