The Muster Drum. Do ye hear the roll of the Muster Drum Rattlin' in your brain? Can ye hear the tramp of Redcoat files Comin' up your lane? Rifle and horn and hawk ye have. Will ye join us in The Fight? Then find a tree or wall, Good Friend, And mark well your bright front sight! For they're comin', Lad, they're comin' fast, Their bayonets agleam. And maybe we can't stop 'em here And maybe they'll cross your stream, To burn your house and barn, my lad, Put your family out in the night! Then find a tree or wall, Good Friend, And mark well your bright front sight! We can harry 'em, harry 'em, in the road, ‘Til they wish they'd never come To confiscate our powder and arms And carry off our Gun! We can show the World we're Free Men Who'll Stand, Defend the Right! Now find that tree or wall, Good Friend, And mark well your bright front sight! A Nation of Riflemen we can be, If you'll enlist and arm and train! Our ghosts are waiting for you, Friend, On range and firing lane. Can YOU hear the roll of the Muster Drum By your fireside warm and bright? Will YOU rise to find YOUR tree or wall And mark well YOUR bright front sight? For the need is NOW, my stranger Friend, And it's urgent and it's plain. The forces ranged against us Now have everything to gain. Take up the Call! Raise high your heart! Answer the Muster Roll! Stand shoulder-to with Friend and Friend. Learn teamwork. Have a goal! And mebbe, just mebbe, you won't be alone Some cold and fearsome night When to live you must find your tree or wall, And mark well your bright front sight!!