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 And mouldering now in silent dust,

That heart that lov'd me dearly!

But still within my bosom's core

Shall live my Highland Mary.

I was at home, I was merry and frisky,

My dad kept a pig, and my mother sold whisky:

My uncle was rich, but would never be aisey,

Till I was enlisted by Corporal Casey.

Och ! rub a dub, row de dow, Corporal Casey!

My dear little Shelah, I thought would run crazy,

When I trudg'd away with tough Corporal Casey.

I marched from Kilkenny, and as I was thinking

On Shelah, my heart in my bosom was sinking

But soon I was forced to look fresh as a daisey,

For fear of a drubbing from Corporal Casey!

Och ! rub a dub, row de dow, Corporal Casey!

The devil go with him! I ne'er could be lazy,

He stuck in my skirts so, ould Corporal Casey.

We went into battle, I took the blows fairly

That fell on my pate, but they bother'd me rarely;

And who should the first be that dropt! why, an' plaise ye,

It was my good friend, honest Corporal Casey.

Och! rub a dub, row de dow, Corporal Casey.

Thinks I you are quiet, and I shall be aisey;

So eight years I fought without Corporal Casey.

heart is a breaking, dear Tittie,

Some counsel unto me come len',