| I stand for
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| Motherhood
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| America
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| And a hot lunch for orphans
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| Take off your hat, sir
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| Betsy Ross' flag is passing
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| Do you see him
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| On the hill at Gettysburg
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| 'Neath that great triumphal arch
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| If you see him as he’s trampling through the grapes of wrath
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| Stand up and march, march, march!
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| I stand for motherhood
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| America
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| And a hot lunch for orphans
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| Take off your hat, sir
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| There’s a tear-stained eagle passing
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| Do you see him
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| On the bridge at Waterloo
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| 'Neath that great triumphal arch?
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| If you hear him singing «Dixie» in the sugar cane
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| Stand up and march, march, march!
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| Alamo!
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| Remember the Alamo!
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| I regret that I’ve one life to give
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| For my country
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| In the words of Lincoln
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| One by land and two if by sea
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| Yes, Dad, I chopped that cherry tree down
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| O, Stonewall Jackson
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| Glory
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| Glory
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| Hallelujah!
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| I stand for motherhood
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| America
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| And a hot lunch for orphans
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| Take off your hat, sir
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| While your country’s flag is passing
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| Do you see him
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| On the field at Gettysburg
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| 'Neath that great triumphal arch
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| If you see him as he’s trampling through the grapes of wrath |
| Stand up and march, march-
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| Four score and seven years ago!
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| March, march-
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| To form a more perfect union!
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| March, march-
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| Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead!
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| March, march, march! |