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Whate'er my fate-where'er I roam-

By sorrow still oppressed;

I'll ne'er forget the peaceful home,

That gave the wanderer rest.

Then ever rove life's sunny banks,

By sweetest flowerets strewed:

Still may you claim a soldier's thanks-

A soldier's gratitude.

The tender sigh, the balmy tear,

That meek-eyed pity gare;

My last expiring hour shall cheer,

And bless the wanderer's grave.

Then ever rove life's sunny banks,

By sweetest flowerets stewed;

Still may you claim a soldier's thanks-

A soldier's gratitude.

Thou hast me ever, Jamie

Thou hast left me ever;