Our fathers thought it was a cause
  Well worth their undertaking.
To fight those arbitrary laws
  They had no hand in making.
The principle they now ignore,
  Since we have been a nation;
Taxing women o'er and o'er,
  Debarred from legislation.

Great Britain thought we would not fight
  Or dare to show resistance;
They looked to might to make it right
  With justice at a distance.
Woman in the background held,
  Her soul for wisdom yearning
While her loving heart has swelled
  With a desire for learning.

You shall not vote the men declare,
  Ye daughters and your mothers.
Then go and set a hellish snare
  To trap their sons and brothers.
Because the women do not fight
  Use the sword or rifle
Is relegated out of sight
  As a useless trifle.

The whiskey ring, her greatest foe
  Oft blocks her aspirations;
It dares not let her vote we know
  'Twould send it from the nation.
The colleges excluded her;
  With minds of small dimension,
They tho't their lofty teachings were
  Beyond her comprehension.

The sword of might can't make it right,
  The woman's pen is stronger.
Her tongue and pen will tame their might,,
  They can't hold our much longer.
She is keeping steady pace
  With aspiring brothers,
Winning for herself a place
  Among D. D's and others.
Soon her voice will resound
  In halls of legislation,
Then love and justice will abound
  To purify the nation.