the holy modal rounders – soldier’s joy lyrics
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it was a pastoral scene
no mountain goats, just cows
not with milk, mind you, but
(real cheese)
fat chicks, giggling
general washington and rochambeau
b+gg+ring hessians while the fireside’s aglow
spendin’ out their money, drinkin’ up the pay
they’re never gonna win the war this+a+way!
jimmy, get your fiddle and rosin up your bow
billy, get your banjo up, gonna have a show
pass a jug around the current employ
we’re gonna have a song called soldier’s joy!
i’m my mother’s darling child
i’m my mother’s single child
i’m my mother’s random child
shan’t get married for a while
rock the cradle, lucy
rock the cradle high!
rock the cradle, lucy
don’t let the baby die!
one more time!
one more time!
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