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THE YOUNG VOLUNTEER.
Words and Music by John M. Hewett.
Our flag- is unfurl'd and our arms flash bright,
As the sun rides up the sky; But ere I join the doubting- fight,
Lovely maid, I would say, "Good by." I'm a young volunteer, and my heart is true
To the flag that woos the wind ; Then, three cheers for that flag and our country, too,
And the girls we leave behind.
Chorus.—Then adieu ! then adieu ! 'tis the last bugle's strain That is falling on the ear ; Should it so be decreed that we ne'er meet again, Oh ! remember the young volunteer.
When over the desert, thro' burning rays,
With a heavy heart I tread ; Or when I breast the cannon's blaze,
And bemoan my comrades dead, Then, then, I will think of my home and you,
And our flag shall kiss the wind; With huzza for our cause and our country, too,
And the girls we leave behind.
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