Maryland, My Maryland

Maryland, My Maryland

 

The Rebel horde is on thy shore,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Arise!, and drive him from thy door,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Avenge the foe thou must abhor

Who seeks thy fall, O Baltimore!

Drive back the tyrant, peace restore,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Hark to a nation's warm appeal,

Maryland, my Maryland!

And sister states that for thee feel,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Gird now thy sons with arms of steel,

And heavy be the blows they deal,

For traitors shall thy vengeance feel,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Thou wilt not cower in the dust,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Thy gleaming sword shall never rust,

Maryland, my Maryland!

Thy sons shall battle with the just,

And soon repel the traitor's thrust;

For in their strength our state shall trust,

Maryland, my Maryland!