He who warned, uh, the … the British that they weren't gonna be takin' away our arms, uh, by ringin' those bells and, um, by makin' sure that as he's ridin' his horse through town to send those warnin' shots and bells that, uh, we were gonna be secure and we were gonna be free … and we were gonna be armed.
OMG the horror.
OK, that’s the basic friggin’ IDEA, IIRC, without much handwringing bullsh!t about whether during his ride, he frightened some deer and upset the delicate balance of nature, or got dust in the eyes of some Native American, or other such nonsense;)
“...we were gonna be secure and we were gonna be free … and we were gonna be armed.”
Sounds good to me. Paul Revere would likely approve.