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THE DUTCH VOLUNTEER. |
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As sung by Harry Macarthy in his Personation Concerts, 1862.
It vas in Ni Orleans city, I first heard der drums und fife,
Und I vas so full mit lager, Dot I care nix for my life.
Mit a schicken tail stuck in mine hat,
I marched up midout fear, Und joined der Southern Army,
Like a Dutche—a volunteer.
Ven ve vent apoard der steampote,
Ve told um all good-by, Ter vimins wafed der handkerchief,
Und I pegun to gry.
Vhen we got to vere de var vas,
Dey stood us in a row, Und learned us ven dey hollered out,
Vich va3r ve have to go.
Dey loads our guns mit noding, Und learn to shoot um right,
Und charge upon der Yankee, Ven no Yankee vas in sight.
My name is Yacob Schneider, Und I yust come here to-night
From Hood's Army up in Georgia, Ver all de times dey fight. |
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