X CONT?CN?S. H?re Bacchus, here's to thee I-/ow sweet are the flowers thtt gro? How dear to this heart are the scenes . In a chariot of light from the regions of day If ? body meef a body comin' through th e rye I gae? a waefu' gate yestreen . . It's th? drop of ?cod whiskey _ 1? summer when the ]?v? were green I'm a tough true hearted sailor . It oft-?imes has been told . In the good ship Revenge = . I r?ember the night was stormy aml wet - I see them on their winding way - It Was Duneis the young and brave - = If I had a beau .... I love to see the tiewing bowl - . ?ri?h smugglers - . [ _ In this'life thei? is joy in this hf? them is care ]? is not ford thine eye of blue - Is them a heart that never 1ov'd - !?'d be a b?tterfly - - . I, kuew by the 'smoke that so gracefully curI'd I remember, I remember; = =. = l'lo?;e the' village church ' = . ?e gazed upon th?unny smile - Indeed my..s?le tale is true ?n a plain ?ant cottage conveniently neat It is not the tear at this moment shed if' I had thought'thin1 couldst have died .. John Anderson, my $o, John Jaok and I were both messmates - . Jack vat are you arter - - KJ,'tty Maggs was a servant to farmer Styles Let us go, lassie, go, Let, us haste to Kelvin grove, bonnie lassie, 0
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