To the labourers, the pride of the nation,
And the true hearted sons of the soil,
By tyrants and cruel oppression
Have been robb’d of the sweets of their toil.
But the chain of oppression is broken,
And a freedom for serfs stand in view,
And now is the time lads, or never,
To stand to the Union so true.
Then stand to the Union for ever,
Three cheers for bold Arch and his crew,
Don’t think he’ll desert you, no never,
If you stick to the Union true blue.

Our oppressors are filled with ambition,
When assembled our rights to subdue,
But our Union it has no submission
When defending a cause that is true.
And defend, not defy, is our action
In the United cause we have joined,
And we fear neither foe or its faction,
Now the labouring class have combined.
Then stand, &c.

A star in the west is now shining,
To light up the brave and the free,
Our Union will keep us from pining,
While supported with true liberty,
So lads now stick te the standard—
Our masters have tried to pull down.
And a blessing to you will be handed,
If you stand true to the Union and crown.
Then stand, &c.

Let no bribe or a promise deceive you,
For long have you been trodden down,
For the Union will always receive you,
When tyrants lock out with a frown.
Then up with the united standard,
Unfurled by the just and the brave,
Let the watchword be to all nations
Oor labourers no longer are slaves.
Then stand, &c.

Our right over might it will conquer,
Tho’ each despot may try to deform,
And tyrants may meet the encounter,
Our vessell shall weather the storm,
Aloft her proud colours are flying,
Our opponents are sunk in dismay
Hark how the nation is crying,
Three cheers for the Union, huzza.
Then stand, &c.