1. Come lads, your glasses fill with glee
And drink a health to liberty;
Huzza, Huzza, Huzza!
Huzza, Huzza, Huzza!

2. Hail, ye heroes, wise and bold,
To future times your names be told;

3. Youth descended from such sires,
Feed, feed, geed the sacred fires;

4. The fires, which warm Columbia's race
And shine with luster in each face;

5. Free-born sons no chains will bear,
But those of love we'll gladly wear;