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Thomas Phillips Thompson

"Long, Long Ago" (karaoke)

"Long, Long Ago" (sheet music)


Where is the freedom which once we possessed,

Long, long ago, long, long ago,

Here in this glorious land of the West,

Long, long ago, long ago?

Where is the manhood which once was our pride?

Where is the promise on which we relied?

Was it for this that our ancestors died,

Long, long ago, long ago?

 

Once men stood equal and scorned to be slaves,

Long, long ago, long, long ago,

Hurling their tyrants to infamous graves,

Long, long ago, long ago.

Now we are trodden and spurned by the few,

Vassals and serfs to the plutocrat crew.

Fled is the spirit our ancestors knew,

Long, long ago, long ago.

 

Stealthy like wolves have the foul harpy band,

Long, long ago, long, long ago,

Reft us of liberty, money, and land,

Long, long ago, long ago.

Land-thief and bond-thief have rushed to the spoil,

Fastened their clutch on our dear native soil,

Robbed us of even the freedom to toil,

Long, long ago, long ago.

 

Spirit of freedom who once deigned to dower,

Long, long ago, long, long ago,

Heroes of old with invincible power,

Long, long ago, long ago,

Thrill every heart with the pulse of the free,

Rouse up the nation that yet we may be

Worthy of sires that were guided by thee,

Long, long ago, long ago.

 

Long, long ago, long ago.


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