We have entered the field, and are ready to fight, <br />Against the rum demon from morning till night, <br />The groggeries, too, we're determined to crush, <br />And we'll drink good cold water to nerve for the brush. <br />Who will go with us-will you go with us, <br />Will you go with us for temperance too? <br /> <br /> <br />We're determined to conquer or die in the fight, <br />For we can't bear a rum hole at all in our sight, <br />For they look bad-they smell bad-they are bad we know, <br />So come along with us, for on we will go. <br />Who will go with us, &c. <br /> <br /> <br />Now ye dealers in rum, our advice is to you, <br />Just drop your foul traffic, it never will do. <br />It is injuring us-it is ruining you, <br />So get yourselves out and go teetotal too. <br />Who will go with us, &c. <br /> <br /> <br />And ladies, good ladies, we ask you to night, <br />Just go along with us and aid in the fight- <br />With you on our side, this is what we will do, <br />We'll make all the topers to go teetotal too. <br />Who will go with us, &c.<br /><br />John Pierpont<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/temperance-rally/
