To President Abraham [Lincoln].
[Cover page: "300,000 More!"]
[Title page:] "Three Hundred Thousand More!" (1862)
Words by William Cullen Bryant, 1794-1878
Music by George R. Poulton, 1828-1867

Rochester, NY: JOSEPH P. SHAW, 110 State Street
[Source: scsm0142@LoC]

1.
We are coming, Father Abraham,-- three hundred thousand more,
From Mississippi's winding stream, and from New England's shore;
We leave our plows and workships, our wives and children dear,
With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear.

CHORUS 1
We dare not look behind us, but steadfastly before;
We are coming, Father Abram, three hundred thousand more!

2.
If you look across the hill-tops that meet the Northern sky,
Long moving lines of rising dust your vision may descry;
And now the wind, an instant, tears the cloudy veil aside,
And floats aloft our spangled flag in glory and in pride.

CHORUS 2
And bay'nets in the sunlight gleam, and bands brave music pour--
We are coming, Father Abram-- three hundred thousand more!

3.
If you look all up your valleys, where the growing harvests shine,
You may see our sturdy farmer-boys fast forming into line;
And children from their mother's knees are pulling at the weeds,
And learning how to reap and sow, against their country's needs;

CHORUS 3
And a farewell group stands weeping, at every cottage door--
We are coming, Father Abram-- three hundred thousand more!


4.
You have called us, and we're coming, by Richmond's bloody tide,
To lay us down for Freedom's sake, and brother's bones beside;
Or from foul Treason's savage grasp to wrench the murderous blade,
And in the face of foreign foes its fragments to parade.

CHORUS 4
Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone before--
We are coming, Father Abram-- three hundred thousand more!


CHORUS 4
Six hundred thousand loyal men and true have gone be