The Liberty Song
# The Liberty Song

The Liberty Song è una canzone pre-rivoluzionaria americana con testo del padre fondatore John Dickinson. La canzone è impostata sulle melodie di "Heart of Oak", l’inno della Marina Reale del Regno Unito. La canzone stessa fu pubblicata per la prima volta in due giornali coloniali, il Pennsylvania Journal e la Pennsylvania Gazette, entrambi il 7 luglio 1768.

## Storia

La canzone è una delle prime canzoni patriottiche delle tredici colonie. Nella sesta strofa troviamo la prima pubblicazione conosciuta della frase "United we stand, divided we fall", uno slogan patriottico che è apparso più volte nel corso della storia degli Stati Uniti, oltre che nella bandiera dello stato del Missouri.

È anche probabile che la canzone sia una variante della canzone tradizionale irlandese da cui spesso prende la melodia, Here's a Health. Anche il testo di The Liberty Song ha la stessa struttura.

Il testo della canzone fu aggiornato nel 1770 per riflettere le crescenti tensioni tra l’Inghilterra e le Colonie. Questa nuova versione fu pubblicata nell'almanacco di Bickerstaff, e il titolo fu cambiato in The Massachusetts Song of Liberty.

## Testo

### Versione originale

Come, join hand in hand, brave Americans all, And rouse your bold hearts at fair Liberty's call; No tyrannous acts shall suppress your just claim, Or stain with dishonor America's name.

Ritornello: In Freedom we're born and in Freedom we'll live. Our purses are ready. Steady, friends, steady; Not as slaves, but as Freemen our money we'll give.

Our worthy forefathers, let's give them a cheer, To climates unknown did courageously steer; Threw' oceans to deserts for Freedom they came, And dying, bequeath'd us their freedom and fame

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How sweet are the labors that free men endur, that men shall enjoy the sweet profit secure. No more sweet labors americans know, If brittash shall reap what americans sow.

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Their generous bosoms all dangers despis'd, So highly, so wisely, their Birthrights they priz'd; We'll keep what they gave, we will piously keep, Nor frustrate their toils on the land and the deep.

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The tree their own hands had to Liberty rear'd; They lived to behold growing strong and revered; With transport they cried, "Now our wishes we gain, For our children shall gather the fruits of our pain."

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Swarms of placemen and pensioners soon will appear Like locusts deforming the charms of the year; Suns vainly will rise, showers vainly descend, If we are to drudge for what others shall defend.

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Then join hand in hand, brave Americans all, By uniting we stand, by dividing we fall; In so righteous a cause let us hope to succeed, For heaven approves of each generous deed.

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All ages shall speak with amaze and applause, Of the courage we'll show in support of our Laws; To die we can bear, but to serve we disdain. For shame is to Freedom more dreadful than pain.

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This bumper I crown for our Sovereign's health, And this for Britannia's glory and wealth; That wealth and that glory immortal may be, If She is but Just, and if we are but Free.

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### Versione del 1770

Come swallow your bumpers, ye Tories, and roar, That the sons of fair freedom are hampered once more; But know that no cut-throats our spirits can tame, Nor a host of oppressors shall smother the flame.

Ritornello: In Freedom we're born, and, like sons of the brave, Will never surrender, But swear to defend her; And scorn to survive, if unable to save.

