A soldier in camp lay dreaming,
Dreaming of his native land,
He saw her noble statesman
And blood-stained heroes, grand;
He saw her soldiers and sailors
And the boys in Blue and Gray;
At dawn unto his comrades,
These words I heard him say:
“I saw Washington cross the Delaware,
I saw Stark ‘mid Mountains Green;
I saw Warren fight at Bunker Hill,
Andrew Jackson at New Orleans;
I saw Davy Crockett at the Alamo,
Taylor fight at Monterey,
And all fought for our liberty,
In my dreams of the U. S. A.
At Plymouth he saw the landing
Of the gallant Pilgrim band,
He heard a bell ring liberty
And freedom thro’ the land;
O’er battle fields he wandered,
Where her heroes fought and fell;
Then turning to his comrades,
These words I heard him tell.
Chick, Leonard; Roth, Charles H.; Snyder, Ted; and Doyle, Alfred J., "My Dream of the USA" (1908). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 1665.
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