let the glory of the lord
 We're coming, we're coming, our brave little band
 On the right side of temperance we do take our stand
 We don't use tobacco, because we do think
 The people who use it are likely to drink
 Away, away with rum by gum, with rum by gum, with rum by gum
 Away, away with rum by gum, the song of the Salvation Army
 We never eat cookies because they have yeast
 And one little bite turns a man to a beast
 Oh, can you imagine a sadder disgrace
 Than a man in the gutter with crumbs on his face
 Away, away with rum by gum, with rum by gum, with rum by gum
 Away, away with rum by gum, the song of the Salvation Army
 We don't allow backrubs, we think they're a crime
 We will always condemn them in song or in rhyme
 An alcohol backrubs is worse than straight gin:
 When you think of the liquor absorbed thru your skin!
 Away, away with rum ,woke up  brothers and sisters , woke up and repents
 Away, away with rum by gum, the song of the Salvation Army
 We never eat fruit cake because it has rum
 And one little taste turns a man to a bum
 Oh, can you imagine a sorrier sight
 Than a man eating fruit cake until he gets tight
 Away, away with rum by gum, with rum by gum, with rum by gum
 Away, away with rum by gum, the song of the Salvation Army