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THE LITTLE DRUMMER.
Each slinging on his knapsack,
And snatching up his gun : " Forward I" and off they started,
As all good soldiers do, When the little drummer beats for them
The rat-tat-too.
in.
Across a rolling country,
Where the mist began to rise; Past many a blackened farm-house,
Till the sun was in the skies: Then we met the Rebel pickets,
Who skirmished and withdrew, While the little drummer beat and beat
The rat-tat-too.
IV.
Along the wooded hollows
The line of battle ran, Our centre poured a volley,
And the fight at once began : For the Rebels answered shouting,
And a shower of bullets flew; But still the little drummer beat
His rat-tat-too.







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