BATTLE HYMN OF
THE BROOKS CLAN




Tune:"Battle Hymn of the Republic"
Lyrics by Jim Brooks



There's something strong and mighty-

in a good old fashioned name;-

The name of Brooks shines very high-

upon the scroll of fame;-

For nearly all the Tribe of Brooks

pursue a lofty aim.-

The clan goes marching on.


Chorus:

Glory, glory to our family;-

Brooks,our clan,all true and loyal;-

our good name, we hold with honor.-

The clan goes marching on.


John Brooks, with his wife Susan

were the leaders of our clan;-

Their six sons, who came with them,

from England to this land;-

Joab,Thomas, Mark,John,Jr.

and Isaac sired our clan,-

The Clan goes marching on.


Chorus

Glory, glory to our family;-

Brooks, our clan, all true and loyal;-

our good name, we hold with honor.-

The clan goes marching on.


The Clan of Brooks is mighty

with two hundred thousand strong;-

In seventy six, five hundred kinsmen

fought to right a wrong;-

sixty towns now bear our name,-

So, let us sing our song.-

The Clan goes marching on.


Chorus

Glory, glory to our family;-

Brooks,our clan all true and loyal;-

our good name, we hold with honor.-

The clan goes marching on.


When danger threatens country;-

or a battle to be won;-

Brave sons of Brooks are there-

and ne'er a kindsman did run;-

The sons of Brooks have courage;-

all foes or tasks to face.-

The Clan goes marching on.


Chorus

Glory, glory to our family;-

Brooks,our clan, all true and loyal;-

our good name, we hold with honor.-

The clan goes marching on.


Our daughters all are lovely;-

with their beauty and their grace;-

our wives are loyal partners-

who share this life we face;-

Our mothers love is ever;-

a blessing to embrace.-

The clan goes marching on


Chorus

Glory , glory to our family;-

Brooks,our clan,all true and loyal;-

Our good name, we hold with honor.-

The clan goes marching on.


In England, Wales and Scotland-

and the Emerald Isle as well;-

In U.S.A. and Canada-

in city, plain and dell;-

Where English tongue is spoken-

that is where our kinsmen dwell.

The Clan goes marching on.


Chorus

Glory, glory to our family;-

Brooks,our clan, all true and loyal-

Our good name, we hold with honor-

The clan goes marching on.


Now once a year we gather, all cousins of the clan;

We honor all our fathers, who settled this great land:

The name of Brooks is written here,

a strong and happy clan.-The Clan goes marching on.


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