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 With this wild volunteer, with this strange volunteer, Why should I go a-tramping with this young volunteer?

With a knock upon your window comes the young volunteer, 'Tis his step upon the threshold, what is it brings him here? “Oh, rise and march together, in shine or stormy weather, With hopes you cannot tether,” said the young volunteer. Said the brave volunteer, said the loved volunteer, “Will you up and march together?” said the true volunteer.

Yea, I will rise and follow with the young volunteer, And open is my doorway, oh, welcome is he here. Yea, I will go a-drilling, how gladly and how willing, With all my pulses thrilling, for the young volunteer,