Washingtonian Song Poem by John Pierpont

Of all the causes East or West
I love the Temperance Cause the best-
I love its cheerful greetings:
No joys on earth can e'er be found,
Like those pure pleasures which abound
At Washingtonian meetings.


Of all the people, East or West,
I love the Temperance men the best,
I love their noble spirit!
In generous deeds, not words, they deal;
They have at heart the poor man's weal-
All praise their efforts merit.


To all the world I give my hand-
My heart is with that noble band,
The Washingtonian Brothers.
God speed and prosper every plan
Whose basis is the good of man,
But this before all others.