Can someone tell me a song thats related to migration??

i mean migration around the world war periods.
Can someone tell me a song thats related to migration??
%26quot;The Exodus Song%26quot; (Pat Boone, 1964): lyrics tell about immigration to Israel





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Can someone tell me a song thats related to migration??
I found several from around the Civil War. Here they are





The Song of the Red Man (1868) Henry C. Wok





When the palefaces came in their white-winged canoes,





Long ago, from the sun-rising sea,





When they asked for a lodge, and we did not refuse,





Happy then was the red man, and free.





He could then choose a spot for his wigwam to stand.





Where the forest was crowded with game;





For the blue-rolling lake and the ever-smiling land





Were his own till the palefaces came,





For the broad grassy plains and the forests deep and grand





Were his own till the palefaces came.





They came! they came!





Like the fierce prairie flame,





Sweeping on to the sun-setting shore:





Gazing now on its waves,





But a handful of braves,





We shall join in the chase nevermore;





Till we camp on the plains





Where the Great Spirit reigns,





We shall join in the chase nevermore.











When the oaks, pines, and cedars were felled to





the ground,





‘Twas a sight that with sorrow we saw;





For the game fled affrighted, and no food was found





For the old chief, the papoose and squaw.





Driven westward we came, but the paleface was here,





With his sharp axe and death-flashing gun;





And his great Iron Horse now is rumbling in the rear





O my brave men! your journey is done.





Like the beaver and elk, like the buffalo and deer,





O my brave men! your journey is done.





They came! they came! etc.











Uncle Sam’s Farm (1850) (E. P. Christy and Jesse Hutchinson)





Of all the mighty nations





In the East or in the West,





Oh, this glorious Yankee nation





Is the greatest and the best.





We have room for all creation,





And our banner is unfurled,





Here’s a general invitation





To the people of the world.











Then come along, come along.





Make no delay;





Come from every nation,





Come from every way.





Our lands, they are broad enough,





Don’t be alarmed.





For Uncle Sam is rich enough





To give us all a farm.











Our fathers gave us Liberty,





But little did they dream





The grand results that pour along





This mighty age of Steam:





For our mountains, lakes, and rivers





Are all a blaze of fire,





And we send our news by lightning





On the telegraphic wires.





Then come along, Etc.











Yes! We’re bound to beat the nations,





For our motto’s “Go ahead,”





And we’ll tell the foreign paupers





That our people are well fed;





For the nations must remember





That Uncle Sam is not a fool,





For the people do the voting,





And the children go to school.





Then come along, Etc.











We’ve a glorious Declaration





To protect us in our rights,





An instrument of Freedom,





For the blacks as well as whites.





And the day is swiftly coming





When liberty’s bright sun





Shall shine with noonday splendor





In the land of Washington.











O ye tiller of the soil,





In the East and in the West,





Come join the Greenback banner,





“Tis the wisest and the best;





It floats from the St. Lawrence





And down to the Rio Grande,





Inviting you to organize





In one great union band











No Irish Need Apply (1863) O’Reilly





I’m a simple Irish girl,





And I’m looking for a place;





I’ve felt the grip of Poverty, But sure that’s no disgrace;





‘Twill be long before I get one,





Though indeed it’s hard I try,





For I read in each advertisement,





Alas! for my poor country,





Which I never will deny,





How they insult us when they write,





“No Irish need apply.”








Then they can’t deny us genius,





With ”Sheridan” - “Tom Moore,” -





The late lamented “Catherine Hayes,”





And Sam Lover to the Fore, -





Although they may laugh at our “Bulls,”





They cannot but admit,





That Pat is always sensible,





and has a ready wit, -





And if they ask for Beauty,





What can beat their nice black Eye?





Then is it not a shame to write,





“No Irish need apply”?











Ah! but now I’m in the land





Of the “Glorious” and “Free,”





And proud I am to own it,





A country dear to me;





I can see by your kind faces,





That you will not deny





A place in your hearts for Kathleen,





And All Irish may apply.





Then long may the Union flourish,





And ever may it be





A pattern to the world,





And the “Home of Liberty”!