THE LIBERTY BALL
Jesse Hutchinson, Jr. 
(1813-1853)
Tune: "Old Rosin the Beau"


Come all ye true friends of the nation,
   Attend to humanity's call;
Come aid in the slave's liberation,
   And roll on the Liberty Ball.
And roll on the Liberty Ball,
   And roll on the Liberty Ball,
Come aid in the slave's liberation,
   And roll on the Liberty Ball.

We're foes unto wrong and oppression,
   No matter which side of the sea,
And ever intend to oppose them
   Till all of God's image are free.
Till all of God's image are free,
   Till all of God's image are free,
And ever intend to oppose them
   Till all of God's image are free.

We'll finish the temple of freedom,
   And make it capacious within,
That all who seek shelter may find it
   Whatever the hue of their skin.
Whatever the hue of their skin,
   Whatever the hue of their skin,
That all who seek shelter may find it
   Whatever the hue of their skin.

Success to the old-fashioned doctrine,
   That men are created all free;
And down with the power of the despot,
   Wherever his strongholds may be.
Wherever his strongholds may be,
   Wherever his strongholds may be,
And down with the power of the despot,
   Wherever his strongholds may be.

The liberty hosts are advancing,
For freedom to all, they declare,
The downtrodden millions are sighing,
Come break up our gloom of despair.
Come break up our gloom of despair,
Come break up our gloom of despair,
The downtrodden millions are sighing,
Come break up our gloom of despair.

Songs of the Union