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for the Standard that's waving!
 * Fondly clasped in the arms of the sea,

Each danger and obstacle braving,
 * O'er this home of the brave and the free.

Beneath its blest shadow the fetter
 * Of slavery ne'er can be known;

Oh, tell not of lands that are better,
 * There's none like this land of our own!
 * Hurrah for the Standard that's waving.
 * Fondly clasped in the arms of the sea,
 * Each danger and obstacle braving!
 * O'er this home of the brave and the free.

The cloud that has lately hung o'er it,
 * Prosperity's sunshine shall clear,

Chasing want and misfortune before it,
 * And wealth and content shall appear.

The foul voice of treason hath frighted
 * Fair Commerce away for awhile;

Yet fear not, for all shall be righted,
 * And Commerce return with a smile.
 * Hurrah for the standard that's waving,
 * Fondly clasped in the arms of the sea,
 * Each danger and obstacle braving
 * O'er this land of the dauntless and free.