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John Haralson, John Haralson—you are a funny creature; |
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You’ve given to this cruel war a new and useful feature. |
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You’d have us think, while every man is bound to be a fighter, |
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The women, bless the pretty dears, should be put to making nitre. |
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John Haralson, John Haralson, how could you get the notion, |
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To send your barrel ‘round the town to gather up the lotion? |
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We think the girls do work enough in giving love and kissing, |
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But you have put the pretty dears to Patriotic...I can't say that word. (Pissing). |
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John Haralson, John Haralson, could you not invent a neater, |
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Or some less immodest mode of making your saltpetre. |
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The thing it is queer, you know, gunpowder like the cranky |
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That when a lady lifts her skirts, she shoots another Yankee. |
