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How are you, boys? I'm just from camp |
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And feel as brave as Caesar |
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The sound of bugle drum and fife |
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Has raised my ebeneezer. |
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I'm full of fight, odds shot and shell, |
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I'll leap into the saddle |
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And when the Yankees see me come, |
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Lord how they will skedaddle! |
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Hold your head up, Shanghai Shanks, |
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Don't shake your knees and blink so; |
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It is no time to dodge the act |
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Brave comrades, don't you think so? |
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|
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I was a ploughboy in the field, |
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A gawky lazy didger, |
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When came the conscript officer |
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And took me for a sodger. |
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He put a musket in my hand |
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And showed me how to fire it, |
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I marched and counter-marched all day. |
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Lord, how I did admire it! |
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Hold your head up, Shanghai Shanks, |
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Don't shake your knees and blink so; |
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It is no time to dodge the act |
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Brave comrades, don't you think so? |
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|
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With corn and hog fat for my food, |
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And digging,guarding, drilling, |
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I got as thin as twice-skimmed milk |
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And was scarcely worth the killing. |
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And now I'm used to homely fare, |
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My skin as tough as leather, |
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I do guard duty cheerfully |
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In any kind of weather. |
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"Tis true I have not seen a fight |
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Nor have I smelt gunpowder, |
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But then the way I'll pepper them |
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Will be a sin to chowder. |
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A sergeant's stripes I now will sport, |
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Perhaps be colour-bearer, |
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And then a captain--good for me, |
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I'll be a regular tearer. |
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I'll then begin to wear the stars |
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And then the wreaths of glory, |
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Until the army I command, |
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And poets sing my story. |
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Our Congress will pass votes of thanks |
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To him thast rose from zero; |
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The people in a mass will shout, |
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"Hurrah! Behold the hero!" |
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Hold your head up, Shanghai Shanks, |
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Don't shake your knees and blink so; |
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It is no time to dodge the act |
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Brave comrades, don't you think so? |
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|
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(He fires his gun by accident) |
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What's that? |
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What's that?Oh dear! A boiler's burst! |
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A gaspipe has exploded! |
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Maybe the Yankees are hard by with |
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Muskets ready loaded. |
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Oh gallant soldiers, beat 'em back. |
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I'll join you in the frolic |
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But I've a chill from head to foot, |
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And symptoms of the colic. |
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Hold your head up, Shanghai Shanks, |
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Don't shake your knees and blink so; |
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It is no time to dodge the act |
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Brave comrades, don't you think so? |
