Ballads of Battle/Marching

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MARCHING

Marching, marching,On the old-time track;Soldier song upon my lip,Haversack upon my hip,Pack upon my back;Linton on my left hand,On my right side Jack—Marching, marching,Steel swung at my thigh,Marching, marching,Who so gay as I?(Left, left!)
Marching, marching,On the same old track;Sorrow gnawing at my heart,Mem'ry piercing like a dart,Care perched on my back;Linton on my left hand—But, alas poor Jack!Marching, marching,Quietly does he lie,Marching, marching,Who so sad as I?(Left, left—LEFT!)
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HOLLOW TREE BIVOUAC
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