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292 THERE'S A CORPS IN THE SERVICE.
Let the faint coward fly,
Now the battle 's begun ; We will conquer or die,
But we never will run ! Stout hearts ! join our song,
For we fight but to save ; Bring your banners along !
Here 's a health to the brave !
Oh, look ! how the light
Now streams o'er the land — God's voice in the fight —
His arm leads our band ! Soon, the whole land around,
Our .banner must wave, While the trumpet shall sound
Here 's a health to the brave!
THERE'S A CORPS IN THE SERVICE.
Air — "Boys of Kilkenny.''''
THERE 'S a corps in the service — the Bucktails
by name, They 're the devils for fighting; we belong to the