I'VE jist bin¹ down at the corner, mother,           To see the boys in line,
      Dressed up in their bran' new uniforms,
          I tell you they looked fine.
      And as they marched past whar I stood,
          To the rattle² of the drum,
      It made me think of those other boys
          Who marched in sixty-one.
 
      The old flag wuz proudly wavin', mother,
          Jist as it did one day
      When you stood thar to say good-bye,
          And watch me march away.
      So I stood thar and watched them
          Till the parade wuz nearly done,
      But thar wasn't many thar to-day
          Who marched in sixty-one.
 
      And thar wuz my old Captain

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