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Vm as happy with my wallet, my bottle, and my
caller,
As when I us'd in scarlet to follow a drum.
* Lai de daudle, 8cc.
What tho' with hoary locks, I must stand the win-?
ter shocks,
Beneath the woods and rocks oftentimes for a home 5
When the 'tother bag I sell, and the 'tother bottle
tell,
I could meet a troop of hell at the sound of the drum.
Lai de daudle, Sec.
RECITATIVO.
He ended, an' the kebars sheuk,
Aboon the chorus roar j
While frighted rattons backward leuky
An' seek the benmost bore :
A fairy fiddler frae the neuk,
He skirl'd out encore 1
But up arose the martial chuck,
An' laid the loud uproar.
AIJl.
TUNE...Soldier Laddie,
I once was a maid, tho' I cannot tell when,
A,nd still my delight is in proper young men ;
Some one of a troop of dragoons was my -dadcuej
No wonder I'm fond of a soger laddie.
Sing, Lai de lal, Sic.
The first of my loves was a swaggering blade,
•J? rattle the thundering drum was his trade $

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