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By our Colonel, well skilled in commanding,
Into battle we wait to be led ; On a single sound leg he is standing,
But he 's sound in his heart and his head. At his bidding we 're going to follow,
O'er the fields of the South far awa', And we '11 vanquish the Rebels all hollow,
Three cheers for our Colonel! Hurra ! Three cheers, &c.
Our Lieutenant-Colonel and Major —
We know they are faithful and true; And victory's certain presager
We hail in their courage to do. At their lead, in right soldierly manner,
The base Rebel-foe we *U pursue ; And we '11 tear down the secession banner,
And fling out the Red, White, and Blue ! And fling out, &c.
Our Captains are prompt to their duty,
Lieutenants alert to each call; Our Staff boasts of valor and beauty ;
And, in fact, we 're fine fellows all. In Pittsfield, where we came together,
In Worcester's generous town,