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American Ballads and Folk Songs |
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WAR SONG* |
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Come all you jolly soldiers, I will sing to you a song, I'll try to be brief, I'll not detain you long, Concerning all my troubles and how they did advance And how I got around them and what a narrow chance.
With a bottle of good whisky I put the guard to sleep} Then down upon my knees so slyly I did creep, And when I had gone around them and found I had got through I set down upon a little rock and there put on my shoe. |
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hFrom Jean Thomas' Devil's Ditties (Chicago: W, W. Hatfield). |
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