Scattering the fierce foeman by the way side
Scattering human fiends by the hill side
Scattering the foes of children o'er the fields wide
Scattering fiends of
Hell by the way...
Scattering the graycoats for the hoeing
Scattering foemen with the freely sowing
Scattering fiends surely knowing
Surely the Lord will send us the reign...
Mowing in the morning
Mowing at the noontime
Mowing in the evening
Tearing the Glandelinian waves by the way
Scattering the enеmies fierce, doubting nеver
Scattering hellish creatures trusting ever
Sowing the cannon storm, with shell and endeavor
Trusting the Lord for victory and for yield
Mowing in the morning
Mowing at the noontime
Mowing in the evening
Tearing the Glandelinian waves by the way
