Sons & daughters

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             The Soldier's

              ORPHAN,

        Composed and Written by Hy.

Printed at Pitt's Wholesale Toy Warehouse
        6, Great St. Andrew street, 7 dials

O DARK is the night and the wintry wind
whistles,
Along the wild moor aint and hungry I go,
In search of some refuge heart broken I wander
On a poor Soldier's Orphan some pity bestow,
                                Some pity bestow, &c,

To home no to kindred can I fly for protection
I once had a parent his Country s pride,
On the point of returning his Orphan to che-
rish,
On Waterloo plains my dear father he died,
                                My father he died, &c

Was I by your bounty relieved from distresses
When the time it shall come my Country to
serve.
My Arm shall defend it, with pride I'll protect
thee
In pity relieve then my life to preserve,
                                My life to preserve, &c,