BATTLE HYMN OF THE OWENS

Tune-"Battle Hymn of the Republic"

There's something strong and mighty in a good old family name,

And the name of Owen shineth high upon the scroll of fame,

For nearly all the Owens have pursued a lofty aim:

The Clan goes marching on!

CHORUS: Glory to the name of Owen!

Glory to the Blood of Owen!

Glory to our old Welsh family!

The Clan goes marching on!

The House of Owen cherishes traditions of the past;

With the world's great movements they have all their fortunes cast:

And when they pledge their honor they are loyal to the last.

The Clan goes marching on!

The Owen tribe is virile as their fathers were of old;

Each century their numbers have increased a hundredfold;

Of all the world's great families the Owens are pure gold.

The Clan goes marching on!

Owen sons are loyal-Owen daughters true and sweet;

More noble sires and mothers you could never hope to meet.

The stories of their lives and deeds with pleasure we repeat.

The Clan goes marching on!

We have our dukes and peasants, common folk and bluebloods, too;

They greet each other with a smile and "Cousin, Howdy-do!"

This goes with all the Owens, and it goes with me and you.

The Clan goes marching on!

The Owens are all loyal to the good old U. S. A.

They love the flag of freedom and will follow it for aye.

The Owens do their duty and they never run away.

The Clan goes marching on!

To every corner of our land we sound the bugle call;

A hundred thousands Owens hear and answer one and all.

You can hear the Owens tramping like Niagara's waterfall.

The Clan goes marching on!

If you claim the blood of Owen join the Chorus of the Clan.

In our Records and Reunions, all according to our plan;

The name to the highest honors boost it every way you can.

The Clan goes marching on!