There are anxious,watching faces 'mongst the workers of the South.
There's a hope in many bosoms, there's a prayer in many a mouth.
We are waiting for the issues as the moments bring them forth,
And we send a hearty greeting to our brothers in the North.
From the dirty, smoky city, from the workshop and the mine,
We stretch the hand of friendship 'cross the distant border line,
For we feel the Cause is mighty and the truth can never fail,
If we're true to one another Truth and Justice must prevail.
So we watch the battle keenly, counting out the leaden hours,
For we know the stake at issue and their victory is ours.
In the name of holy Freedom, in the name of Truth and Right,
We applaud their noble efforts and we'll help them win the fight.
For the sake of wife and mother, for the children yet unborn,
Close the ranks a little longer, leave the tyrants' sheep unshorn.
If the time arrives for action we can also go and dare,
And we have a little money and a man or two to spare.
So I send a friendly greeting o'er the border line to you,
Tell the North to stand together for the South is staunch and true.
Edwin J. Brady
Sydney, April 4th, 1891.
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