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How Stands the Glass Around (Why, Soldiers, Why?) How stands the glass around for shame you take no care, my boys, How stands the glass around Let wine and mirth abound. the trumpet sound the colors they do fly my boys To fight kill and wound as you would be found, Contented with hard fare, my boys on the Cold ground O why, soldiers why O why should we be melancholy boys O why soldiers why Whose Business is to die What sithing [sighing] fye [Let[s] not fear, Drink and be Jolly, boys]* you and I through wet Cold or Dry Our orders are to follow boys we scorn to flye It is in vain I mean not to upbraid you boys It is in vain for a soldier to Complain for the next Campaign we go to him that made us boys free from all pain But if you should Remain A Bottle and kind Landlady will Cure all again * or [Damn care, drink round my jolly boys] (From Songs from the American Revolution, Keller) from Contentment, Jim Douglas Collected from notebook of Thos. Fanning, 1780 According to Dolph ("Sound Off!"), appeared in a London broadside in 1710; was part of ballad opera The Patron, 1729. Sometimes called "Wolfe's Song" RG
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