TIPPECANOE SONG. Air — “Rosin the Bow.” The voice of the nation has spoken, The Democrats shake in their shoes; The sceptre of Grover is broken; He shrinks at the glorious news. Chorus. All hail to the glorious West! Log cabins and yeomen, to you! The land of the brave and the blest, The homeContinue reading “Ancestry is Destiny”
