Dashing White SergeantIf I had a beau for a soldier who'd go,Do you think I'd say no? No, no, not I! For a soldier who'd go, Do you think I'd say no? No, no, no, no, no, no, not I! When his red coat I saw, Not a sigh would it draw, But I'd give him eclat for his bravery! If an army of Amazons e'er came in play, As a dashing white sergeant I'd march away, A dashing white sergeant I'd march away, march away, march away, march away, march away, march away, march away, march away, march away, march away! When my soldier was gone, do you think I'd take on, Or sit moping forlorn? No, no, not I! Do you think I'd take on, Or sit moping forlorn? No, no, no, no, no, no, not I! His fame my concern, How my bosom would burn, When I saw him return crown'd with victory!
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