Lambert's Legacy Verse 1 Born in Westborough, seventeen-ninety-four, Lambert Brigham, seventh child, through the farmhouse door. Lost his mama young, his daddy soon would fall, But in Worcester’s fields, he grew up strong and tall. Verse 2 At twenty years, he heard the war drums beat, War of Eighteen-Twelve, he marched on steady feet. A private’s heart, he served by the ocean’s roar, Guarding Massachusetts from the battle’s shore. Chorus Oh, Lambert Brigham, with a fire in your soul, Carved a life through hardship, made your story whole. From the fields to the fight, to the family you’d raise, Your legacy lives on through the passing of days. Verse 3 In Sterling’s arms, he found sweet Sophia Buck, Built a home with love, and a bit of country luck. Three children laughed beneath the old oak tree, Augustus, Aurelius, Sophia, wild and free. Verse 4 But consumption came, in thirty-four it struck, At thirty-nine, his breath ran out of luck. In Westborough's field, he laid his burdens down, Yet his spirit lingers in each New England town. Bridge Through the years, his name still calls, In the Brigham line, it never falls. From the Constitution’s dawn to the railroad’s hum, Lambert’s heart beats on in the lives to come. Chorus Oh, Lambert Brigham, with a fire in your soul, Carved a life through hardship, made your story whole. From the fields to the fight, to the family you’d raise, Your legacy lives on through the passing of days. Outro So raise a glass to Lambert, under starry skies, A humble man whose spirit never dies. In our blood, his courage flows, forever strong, Lambert Brigham, we’ll sing your song.
