To: ConservativeStLouisGuy
THE RIDE OF PAUL REVERE
They saw two lanterns in the North Church tower,
Ride, Ride
They knew this was to be the fateful hour
Ride, Ride
For a man to ride and to alarm
Ev’ry village and ev’ry farm
To awaken them and call to arm,
It was the ride of Paul Revere!
Chorus Ride! Ride! Tho’ the night be cold.
Ride! Ride! Till the truth be told!
Ride! Ride! Like that man of old!
Ride like Paul Revere!
In seventy five upon an April night,
Ride! Ride!
The air was chilly and the moon shone bright.
Ride! Ride!
They rowed him past the man-of-war
Landed on the Charlestown shore,
Where the finest steed was ready for,
The ride of Paul Revere!
Chorus
I wonder if, two hundred years ahead,
Ride! Ride!
If they will ride, or if they’ll stay in bed.
Ride! Ride!
When faith and freedom within them die,
And when they hear that midnight cry
And the hoof-beats cross the moonlit sky,
Will they ride with Paul Revere?
Ride with Paul Revere!
To: ConservativeStLouisGuy
Which Way America?
Which way America? Which way America? Which way America?
Which way to go?
This is my country, and
I want to know
Which way America is going to go
For there is many a chore before us
Many a choice to make
I'm gonna ask the Lord above
To show me the road to take
Which way America? Which way America? Which way America?
Which way to go?
This is my country, and
I want to know
Which way America is going to go.
For there is many a road before us
Many a hill to climb
I'm gonna find the brightest road
And walk it til the end of time.
Which way America? Which way America? Which way America?
Which way to go?
This is my country, and
I want to know
Which way America is going to go.
Which way America is - going to go.
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