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Soldier's Fortune Come all my hearts of temper'd steel And leave your girls and farms And sports and plays and Hallow days And hark away to arms. cho: And to conquest we will go, we'll go And to conquest we will go. The soldier is a gentleman His honor is his life And he that won't stand by his post Will not stand by his wife. For love and honor are the same They are so near alike The one it can't t subsist alone But flourish side by side. Now fare you well sweethearts awhile My charming girls adieu, And when we've drubb'd the dogs awhile We'll kiss it out with you. The winter's past, the spring is up The meadows fresh and gay And all invite and calling us Away my boys away In shady tents by cooling streams With hearts all firm and free We'll chase the cares of life away In songs of liberty No foreign slaves shall give us laws No British tyrants reign For independence makes us free And freedom we'll maintain And when the war is over, boys We'll set us down at ease And plow and sow and reap and mow And live just as we please. Each hearty lad shall have his lass All blooming like a star And in her softer arms forget The dangers of the war. The rising world will sing of us A thousand years to come And tell our children's children The wonders we have done My honest fellows, here's my hand My heart, my very soul With all the joys of liberty Good fortune and a bowl. From Contentment, Jim Douglas
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