We are but young, yet still we stand
''For God and home and native land,''
Bearing our colors hand in hand.
Ring, ring! O bells, across the sea!
Bear the glad tidings of the free,
The story of our victory.
The flag we love we still shall hold
Through coming days as we grow old;
We prize our freedom more then gold.
Then ring and swing, O bells of joy!
May every little girl and boy
The freedom of our land enjoy.
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