Contents -BIBLIOGRAPHIC RECORD

William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.

Come out, Ye Continentalers

COME out, ye continentalers!

We’re going for to go

To fight the red-coat enemy,

Who’re plaguy “cute,” you know.

Now, shoulder whoop!—eyes right and dress—

Front!—Davis, wipe your nose—

Port whoop!—that’s slick—now, carry whoop!

Mike Jones, turn out your toes.

Charge bagnet!—that’s your sort, my boys:

Now, quick time!—march!—that’s right;

Just so we’d poke the enemy,

If they were but in sight.

Halt!—shoulder whoop!—stop laughing, Nick—

By platoons, wheel!—halt—dress!

Hold up your muzzles on the left;

No talking, more or less.

Bill Sneezer, keep your canteen down,

We’re going for to travel;

“Captain, I wants to halt a bit,

My shoe is full of gravel.”

Ho—strike up music—for’ard march!

Now point your toes, Bob Rogers;

See! yonder are the red-coat men—

Let fly upon ’em, sogers.