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bald on the arican war

tune—“killiecrankie”

when guilford good our pilot stood

an&039; did our helli thraw, an,

ae night, at tea, began a plea,

with arica, an:

then up they gat the ask-pat,

and the sea did jaw, an;

an&039; did nae less, full ngress,

than ite refe our w, an

then thro&039; the kes ontgory takes,

i wat he was na sw, an;

down lowrie&039;s burn he took a turn,

and carleton did ca&039;, an:

but yet, whatreck, he, at ebec,

ontgory-like did fa&039;, an,

wi&039; sword hand, before his band,

aang his en&039;ies a&039;, an

poor tay ga with a ca

was kept at boston—ha&039;, an;

till willie howe took o&039;er the knowe

for phidelphia, an;

wi&039; sword an&039; gun he thought a s

guid christian bid to draw, an;

but at new york, wi&039; knife an&039; fork,

sir-lo he hacked sa&039;, an

burgoyne gaed up, like spur an&039; whip,

till fraser brave did fa&039;, an;

then lost his way, ae isty day,

saratoga shaw, an

rnwallis fought as ng&039;s he dought,

an&039; did the bucksks cw, an;

but clton&039;s give frae rt to save,

he hung it to the wa&039;, an

then ontague, an&039; guilford too,

began to fear, a fa&039;, an;

and sackville dour, wha stood the stour,

the ran chief to thraw, an:

for paddy burke, like ony turk,

nae rcy had at a&039;, an;

an&039; charlie fox threw by the box,

an&039; lows&039;d his tkler jaw, an

then rockgha took up the ga,

till death did on hi ca&039;, an;

when shelburne ek held up his cheek,

nfor to gospel w, an:

sat stephen&039;s boys, wi&039; jarrg noise,

they did his asures thraw, an;

for north an&039; fox united stocks,

an&039; bore hi to the wa&039;, an

then cbs an&039; hearts were charlie&039;