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To the military I submitted myself
You have crowned yourselves with glory
It was literally a leap in the dark
We struck out on our own responsibility
A perfect tornado of shots was fired at us
It was a grand and imposing ovation
The whiskey was still abundant
The fame and glory of Morgan's command
This was a hard-fought field
Our march was cautious
The scene was ludicrous and pitiful
I was captured for the last time
The days dragged slowly by
With three days' rations, we started home.

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