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SARATOGA SONG. |
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Six hours the battle lasted,
Each heart was true as gold, The British fought like lions,
And we like Yankees bold; The leaves with blood were crimson,
And then brave Gates did cry — " 'Tis diamond now cut diamond!
We'll beat them boys or die."
The darkness soon approaching,
It forced us to retreat, Into our lines till morning,
Which made them think us beat; But ere the sun was risen,
They saw before their eyes, Us ready to engage them,
Which did them much surprise.
Of fighting they seem weary, Therefore to work they go,
Their thousand dead to bury,
And breastworks up to throw; |
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