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Folks do say, my little drummer,

To a Recruiting Officer.

A Head for Military Distinction.

A Recruiting Officer.

The Wounded Soldier.

Return of a Three Year's Volunteer.

To a Heavy Dragoon.

To Mars, the soldier's god of war

The Veteran.

How suddenly, dear sir, you stopped your talk of war and glory

I very much mistrust, old Lotion

Fee! Faw!! Fum!!!

Would-Be Hero.

Rock-a-horse, baby, and don't make a noise

Outer-Edge Backward.

Bold Soldier Boy.

A Reconnoiterer.

To a Picket Guard.

To a Black Republican.

What man is he that loveth not renown

The Veteran.

You belong to the Sappers and Miners, `tis said

To a Volunteer.

As you stand there so quietly, in repose.

The Veteran.

A Raw Recruit.

The Army Contractor.

A Cavalry Dandy.

A Fancy Soldier.

Behold your coward self from bullets flying.

Poor soldiers have mighty few things to be merry at

Ha, ha! don't you think you're brave?

The Brave Volunteer.

You don't look handsome in your regimentals

U.S. Volunteer.

Ah! what is the matter, my trooper so gay

A Rebel.

The Officer who paid for his commission

The Soldier.

Ladies, I learned to bow this way

You doubtless think that prudence is a virtue

The Brave Volunteer.

Recruiting Pimp.

The Cavalryman.

A Bull Run-ner.

You may swagger and blow, but people all know

Peace, proud puppy! would-be soldier

Dead drunk, and sleeping on the ground.

A Son of a Gun.

On to Richmond.

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