You’ve
a youngster in your charge,
Uncle Sam;
Neither
strong nor very large,
Uncle Sam.
But
he wants a chance to grow,
Wants
to run and play, you know,
Wants
a chance himself to show,
Uncle Sam.
You
have promised him one day,
Uncle Sam,
You
would let him have his way,
Uncle Sam.
You
have promised fair and square
He
should grow beyond your care –
Break
that promise don’t you dare,
Uncle Sam.
Now
it’s time to keep your word,
Uncle Sam;
Press
and people all are stirred,
Uncle Sam.
Loose
him from your shackles grim,
Let
him get into the swim –
C.
U. B. A. friend to him.
March
1, 1901
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