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Do they miss me at home, do they miss me? |
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'Twould be an assurance, most dear, |
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To know that this moment some love one |
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Were saying, "I wish he were here;" |
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To feel that the group at the fireside |
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Were thinking of me as I roam, |
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Oh, yes, 'twould be joy beyond measure, |
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To know that they missed me at home, |
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To know that they missed me at home. |
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Do they miss me in the trench, do they miss me? |
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When the shells fly so thickly around? |
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Do they know that I've run down the hillside |
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To look for my hole in the ground? |
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But the shells they exploded so near me, |
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It seemed best for me to run; |
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And though some laughed as I crawfished, |
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I could not discover the fun, No, |
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I could not discover the fun. |
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I often get up in the trenches, |
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When some Yankee is near out of sight, |
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And fire a round or two at him, (Take that Yank!) |
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To make the boys think that I'll fight. |
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But when the Yanks the commence shelling, |
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I run to my home down the hill; |
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I swear my legs never will stay there, |
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Though all may stay there who will, yes, |
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Though all may stay there who will. |
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I'll save myself though the dread struggle, |
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And when the great battle is o'er |
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I'll claim my full ration of laurels, |
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As always I've done heretofore. |
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I'll say that I've fought them as bravely |
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As the best of my comrades who fell, |
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And swear most roundly to all others |
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I never had fears of a shell, |
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No, I never had fears of a shell. |