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THE SEVENTY-NINTH. 77 |
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THE SEVENTY-NINTH*
BY THOMAS FRAZER.
Air — " Here's to the Year that's awa"
COME, muster, my bonny brave Scots, An' muster your clans one an' a', Nor heed who else lags, so the free thistle wags, When Treason drives Right to the wa'; For Freedom, for Union, an' Law, We '11 do a' that true men may dare: An' come weal or come scaithe, for these to the death — The Seventy-ninth will be there !
Come, stir, then, an' trim for the work; Come, Borderer, Lowlander, Celt, An' wi' firelock in hand our tartan-clad band Will soon mak the auld grit be felt. We '11 show how auld Scotland for truth Has bluid in her heart yet to spare, An' let us but ken when the truth may want metf — The Seventy-ninth will be there ! |
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* New York State Militia. |
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