Soldier's Joy (JImmy Driftwood) Continental soldiers on a bivouac Were playin' stud poker in a mountain shack But every vigilante laid down his hand When the captain of the guard gave a sharp command So Jimmy get your fiddle out and rosin up your bow Johnny tune your banjer up we're gonna have a show Billy pass the jug around to Coffer and McCoy We're gonna have a tune called Soldier's Joy The girls in Boston are dancin' tonight And the goldurn redcoats are a-holdin' 'em tight When we get there we will show them how But that ain't a-doin' us no good now There goes General Washington He's got his horse in a sweeping run The barefoot boys are a-beggin' to fight We're gonna cross the Delaware river tonight Old Burgoyne in the wilderness Got his army in an awful mess The farmers got mad at the British and the huns And captured ten thousand of them son-of-a-guns John Paul Jones in an old tin can Scoured the ocean like a fightin' man The British said "Paul are you ready to strike" Paul said "I'm just beginning to fight" General Washington and Roe Shambeaux Drinkin' their wine in the campfire's glow Big Ben Morgan came a-gallopin in Said we got Cornwallace in the old cow pen Wake up buddy, have you heard the news Grandma Britain's got an awful bruise The redcoats cried and cursed your town While the band played "The World's Turned Upside Down" A home made fiddle and a mandolin An old banjo and a tambourine A big dumb bully for the drummer boy Everybody loves to hear the Soldier's Joy Copyright Jimmy Driftwood DP oct97
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