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7 We will never be afraid,

Nor yet the least dismay’d;

Providence will aid us,

wherever we may go.

See how we'll draw them up

Like sheep unto the slaughter;

Nothing but death will they be

expecting every hour,

With our top upon our right

We’ll be ready all to fight;

Lo yonder stands our enemy

as black as a cloud.

Our General will say to the left,

About, make ready;

Open to the right and left,

and let their horsemen in,

We’ll falute them with ball,

Until we catch them all;

Then we’ll fight them fword in hand

brave boys, never fear.