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60 THE LEARNED MAN.
Chorus.
0 Jimmy', farewell! your brothers fell 'Way down in Alabamy;
1 thought they would spare a lone widder's heir, But they grafted him into the army.
Dressed up in his unicorn, dear little chap I *They have grafted him into the army;
It seems but a day since he sat in my lap, But they grafted him into the army.
And these are the trousers he used to wear—
Them very same buttons, the patch, and the tear;
But Uncle Sam gave him a bran-new pair When they grafted him into the army.
0 Jimmy, farewell, ete.
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Now in my provisions I see him revealed—
They have grafted him into the army; A picket beside the contented field,
They have grafted him into the army. ^ He'looks kinder sickish—begins to cry— A big volun-teer standing right in his eye: Oh, what if the ducky should up and die, Now they've grafted him into the army ?
0 Jimmy, farewell eta |
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THE LEARNED MAN. ? Sung by G. W. Griffin.
Oh, since the days I've prattled o'er The horn-book and the battledore, What musty heaps I've rattled o'er,
And yet I've scarce begun! But, with all due volubility, I'll tell you with facility, And wondrous agility,
I've studied, if I can: |
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