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Three years ago, this very day, we went to Governor's Isle
For to stand forninst the cannon, in true military style;
Siventeen American dollars each month we surely get
For to carry a gun and a bagnet with a regimental step.
We had our choice of going to the army or to jail,
Or it 's up the Hudson river, with a copper, take a sail.
Oh, we puckered up our courage, with bravery we did go;
Oh, we cursed the day we went away with the Regular Army, O!
Chorus.—There was Sergeant John Mc-Caf-fe-ry,
And Captain Don-a-hue; Oh, they make us march and toe the mark.
In gallant "Company Q;" Oh, the drums may roll, upon me soul
This is the way we d go— Forty miles a day, on beans and hay.
In the Regular Army, O !
We went to Arizony. for to fight the Inguns there;
Came near being made bald-headed, but they never get our hair,
We lay among the ditches in the yellow, dirty mud.
And we never saw an onion, a turnip, or a spud.
Oh, we were taken prisoners, conveyed forninst the Chafe;
Oh, he said, "We'll make an Irish stew!" the dirty Indian thafe.
On the telegraphic wire we walked to Mexico:
We bless the day we skipped away from the Regular Army, O !
Chorus.—There was Sergeant John Mc-Caf-fe-ry, etc.
We 've corns upon our heels, my boys, and bunions on our toes;
While lugging a gun in the red-hot sun puts freckles upon our nose.
England has its Gren-a-diers, France has its Zoo-zoos,
The U.S.A. never changes.they say.but continually wears the blues.
When we are out upon parade, we must have our muskets bright,
Or they '11 slap us in the guard-house to pass away the night,
And. when we want a furlough, to the Colonel we do go;
He says, Go to bed. and wait till you're dead in the Regular Army, O !
Chorus.—There was Sergeant John Mc-Caf-fe-ry, etc. |
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