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THE BRITISH MINSTEEL; AND
O THE MOMENT WAS SAD.
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iWhen the word of command put our men into motion,
Savourna deelisli Bliigan, Oh !
I buckled my knapsack to cross the wide ocean,
Savourna deelish shigan, Oil!
Brisk were our troops, all roaring like thunder,
Pleas'd with the voyage, impatient for plunder.
My bosom with grief was almost torn asunder,
Savourna deelish shigan, Oh I
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Long I fought for my country, far, far from my truo
Savourna deelish shigan, Oh! [love,
All my pay, all my booty I hoarded for you, lore,
Savourna deelish shiga.n. Oh!
Peace w^as proclaim'd, escap'd from the slaughter.
Landed at home, my sweet girl I sought her;
But sorrow, alas I to her cold grave had brought her,
Savourna deelish shigan, Oht