Crowning Day, No. 6 ‎#236

236. Marching On to Victory

1 Marching, marching, marching on to victory,
Raise our banner high,
Let it reach the sky;
Marching, marching, marching on to victory,
Lift the temp’rance banner high.
“Touch not, taste not, handle not” the dreadful thing,
Serpent fangs lie hidden in the bowl;
“Touch not, taste not, handle not” the dreadful thing,
Poison not the precious soul.

Refrain:
Brothers, let us then be
Marching, marching, marching on to victory,
Raise our banner high
Let it reach the sky;
Marching, marching, marching on to victory,
Lift the temp’rance banner high.

2 Marching, marching, marching on to victory,
See the dreadful foe!
Hear the cry of woe;
Weeping thousands urge us on to victory,
Falter not, but onward go.
Sweeping surging, like a mighty tidal wave,
Far and wide the whelming waters roll.
Victims soon will be beyond our pow’r to save,
Soon they’ll reach the horrid goal. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Marching, marching, marching on to victory
• Title: Marching On to Victory
• Author: H. R. P.
• Refrain First Line: Brothers, let us then be
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1904

Tune Information

• Name: [Marching, marching, marching on to victory]
• Composer: Dr. H. R. Palmer