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If a glorious death won by bravery, Sweeter be than breath sigh’d in slavery,
 * Round the Flag of Freedom rally,
 * Cheerily oh! cheerily oh!

O! remember the time in Lamancha’s shades, When our moments so blissfully flew
 * When you’d call’d me the flower of Castiliain
 * maids,
 * And I blush’d to be call’d so by you,

When I taught you to warble the gay Seguadille,
 * And to danse to the light Castanet.

Oh! never, dear youth, let you roam where you
 * will,
 * The delight of those moments forget.

They tell me, you lovers from Erin’s green isle,
 * Every hour a new passion can feel;

And that soon in the light of some lovlier smile
 * You’ll forget the poor maid of Castile.

But they know not how brave in the battle you
 * are,
 * Or they never could think you would rove;

For ’tis always the spirit, most gallant in war,
 * That is fondest and truest in love.

F as tolls the evening chime, Our voices keep tune, and our oars beat time;