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A NEW SONG. |
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And now that they on board are gone, Have left poor us here all alone, We've nought to do but sigh and moan. Doodle doodle do, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa.
The enemy must keep their post, In spite of all the Gallic host, And Georgia we've for ever lost.
Doodle doodle do, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa. |
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