Call to Kansas

Kanzas Prize Song. Words by Miss Lucy Larcom, to whom was awarded the prize offered on behalf of the New England Emigrant Aid Company. Music by E. Norman, Jr.
Source: Library of Congress
MIDI file NWC file

One and all, hear our call
E-cho through the land!
Aid us with the willing heart
And the strong right hand!

Feed the spark the Pilgrims struck
On old Plymouth Rock!
To the watchfires of the free
Millions glad shall flock.

Ho! brothers! Come, brothers!
Hasten all with me,
We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

Father haste! o'er the waste
Lies a pleasant land:
There your fireside altar stones,
Fixed in truth shall stand.

There your sons, brave and good,
Shall to freemen grow,
Clad in triple mail of right,
Wrong to overthrow.

Ho! brothers! Come, brothers!
Hasten all with me,
We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

Mother, come, here's a home,
In the waiting West:
Bring the seeds of love and peace
You who sow them best:

Faithful hearts holy prayers
Keep from taint the air;
Soil a mother's tears have wet,
Golden crops shall bear.

Come mother! Fond mother,
List! we call to thee,
We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains,
A song of Liberty.

We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains,
A song of Liberty.

Brother brave, stem the wave!
Firm the prairies tread!
Up the dark Missouri flood
Be your canvas spread.

Sister true, join us too,
Where the Kanzas flows;
Let the Northern lily bloom
With the Southern rose.

Brave brother, true sister,
List! we call to thee,
We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

One and all, hear our call
Echo through the land!
Aid us with the willing heart
And the strong right hand!

Feed the spark the Pilgrims struck
On old Plymouth Rock!
To the watchfires of the free
Millions glad shall flock.

Ho! brothers! Come, brothers!
Hasten all with me,
We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

We'll sing upon the Kanzas plains
A song of Liberty.

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