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God speed thee on thy course, my boy,
Where'er thy pathway lie, And guard thee when the leaden hail,
Shall thick around thee fly; But when our sacred cause is won,
And peace again shall reign, Come back to me, my darling son,
And light my life again. |
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THE REBEL BAND.
Old Eve she did the apple eat, Old Eve she did the apple eat, Old Eve she did the apple eat, And smacked her lips and called it sweet.
Chorus.—Do you belong to the rebel band, Fighting for your home.
There was a time, the poets say, There was a time, the poets say, There was a time, the poets say, When this world was washed away.
Chorus*
How old Noah built him an ark, How old Noah built him an ark, How old Noah built him an ark, Of gopher wood and hickory bark.
Chorus. |
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