A 1918 song also published as an instrumental march.
Words by J. R. Shannon.
Music by Carl D. Vandersloot.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Across the sea from lands so free we are going
Our hearts are glowing
For we are knowing that we’re going over
To win a fight for Freedom’s right from the Teuton
‘Mid the shot and shell of a tyrant’s Hell
Now that the big fight is on
Democracy’s calling, Autocracy’s falling
We’re going to march right into old Berlin
Before our work is done
Old Glory is heeding, poor Belgium’s pleading
And ev’ry American will Do or Die
Now ’till the battle’s won
Chorus
The fight is on, our blood we’ll give to the drop
We’ll show our grit as we do our bit
And the Sammies know no such word as “quit”
For no pow’r on earth the Yankee Spirit can stop
So, shout “Hooray” for we’ll win the fray
When we go over the top
- We’ll sing a song of home sweet home
While we’re going
For we’ll be knowing
That as we’re going we’ll be showing
Deeds that will grow like seed
In history for our nation
While we’re “over there” we will do and dare
Now that the big fight is on
The Yankees are coming
Where bullets are humming
We’re going to free again Alsace Loraine
When once we take our stand
With spirit unbending, for world peace unending
America’s sons will fight with all their might
‘Till birds sing in No Man’s Land
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: