Song of the Baltimore Rebels.
Air - "Wait fo[r] the Wagon."
Let us join the army, let u[s] join the army,
Let us join the army, and [d]rive the Hessians home.
When we drove them from [u]s, our friends down South did say
Be quiet there in Baltimore[,] and we will name your day.
Just open u[p the North]ern [g]ate, down to Washington.
And let them bring their big[g]est crowd, and their biggest gun.
Let us [j]oin the army, &c.
Well down they come a rushing, you'd thought the game was up
To see such crowds of Hessians and Yankees all mixed up.
They mustered their Grand Army, McDowell had the lead,
And m[ar]ched off for Manassas, at a m[oder]ate speed.
Let [us join the army, &c.]
For five day they were marching, and burning houses down
But scowled at by the wom[e]n, while passing through their town.
The sixth day they mad[e B]ull Run, but there the gate was shut,
For Beauregard and John[son] had their men drawn up.
Let [u]s join the army, &c.
McDowell tried to get through, by using craft and skill,
And for awhile his men we[n]t at their work with a will.
But the Maryland boys were angry, being driven from their homes
Poured hotly on the Hessian[s] and crushed their quaking bones.
Let [us join the] army, &c.
Then commenced the [ra]ces, [the] Yankees had the lead,
Driving up to Wash[ington at a fea]rful speed.
Leaving on the battle [an]d all their slain and maimed,
And millions worth o[f] property the Dixey [sic] boys had gained.
[L]et us join the army, &c.
