Bring Our Heroes Home
Words by Max & Ben Hyman
Music by Rudolph Knauer
Published 1898

Shall they who perished on the Maine by treacherous device,
Find resting place in Cuban soil where Spanish butchers roam?
Or will the nation glorify the loyal sacrifice
Made by our sons of Liberty?
O, bring our heroes home

[chorus]
Then let Freedom's flag fly over them,
the red, the white and blue;
Let our banner wave o'er our martyr's grave,
'Tis the flag of the brave and true.
Beneath a mound on Columbia's ground
They should lie forever more;
O'er our martyr's grave let the old flag wave,
Bring them home from the Cuban shores.

All honor to those gallant tars, their glory ne'er will die
While spangled banner floats above or vessel rides the foam;
Then give to each a hero's grave where other heroes lie;
But Freedom's soil its martyrs claim;
O, bring our heroes home

[repeat chorus]