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THERE'S A CORPS IN THE SERVICE. 293
We care not for danger we care not for wealth; So fill up your glasses, and drink to our health.
We never were whipped we never have run, We fight not for bounty, for our country we
come, To place the old flag on every mountain-top, So here 's our respects, will you take a wee drop ?
We 're the boys that are called on, when there 's
work to be done, And before the " Rebels " know it, we '11 whip five
to one; Bullets don't scare us we care not for noise ; Come, empty your glasses, and drink to the boys.
*> Here 's a tear for our Colonel; * he was one of the
best; Here 's a sigh for the Bucktails that have gone to
their rest; Glorious was their death they fell fighting like
men, Let us drink now in silence, in memory of them.
W. A. N.
* Hugh W. McNeil, Colonel of the First Rifles, P. R. V. C, killed at the battle of Antietam, Md., September 16, 1862.