| Come all you gallant heroes
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| And along with me combined
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| I’ll sing a song
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| It won’t take long
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| Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth
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| They’re a band of men brave
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| Stout and bold
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| From Ireland they came
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| And they have a leader to the fold
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| And Cocoran was his name
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| It was in the month of April
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| When the boys they sailed away
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| And they made a sight so glorious
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| As they marched along Broadway
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| They marched right down Broadway
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| Me boys
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| Until they reached the shore
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| And from there they went to Washington
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| And straight unto the war
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| So we gave them a hearty cheer
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| Me boys
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| It was greeted with a smile
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| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise
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| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth
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| And when the war is said and done
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| May heaven spare our lives
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| For its only then we can return
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| To our loved ones and our wives
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| We’ll take them in our arms
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| Me boys
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| For a long night and a day
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| And we’ll hope that war will come no more
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| To sweet America
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| So we gave them a hearty cheer
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| Me boys
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| It was greeted with a smile
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| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise
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| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth
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| So farewell unto you dear New York
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| Will I e’er see you once more
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| For it fills my heart with sorrow
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| To leave your sylvan shore
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| But the country now it is calling us
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| And we must hasten fore
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| So here’s to the stars and stripes
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| Me boys
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| And to Ireland’s lovely shore
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| And here’s to Murphy and Devine
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| Of honour and renown
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| Who did escort our heroes
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| Unto the battle ground
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| And said unto our colonel
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| We must fight hand to hand
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| Until we plant the stars and stripes
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| Way down in Dixieland
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| So we gave them a hearty cheer
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| Me boys
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| It was greeted with a smile
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| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise
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| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth |