CAMP SONG OF THE MARYLAND LINE.
We are the boys so gay and happy,
Wherever we chance to be,
If at home, or on camp duty,
'Tis the same, we're always free.
So let the war guns roar as they will,
We'll be gay and happy still:
Gay and happy, gay and happy,
We'll be gay and happy still.
We've left our homes and all we cherish,
In our loved old Maryland,
Rather than wear chains we'll perish,
Side by side, and sword in hand.
So let the war guns roar as they will,
We'll be gay and happy still;
Gay and happy, gay and happy,
We'll be gay and happy still.
Old Virginia needs assistance,
Northern hordes invade her soil;
We'll present a firm resistance,
Courting danger, death and toil.
So let the war guns roar as they will,
We'll be gay and happy still;
Gay and happy, gay and happy,
We'll be gay and happy still.
R. M. Chambers, Baltimore, Md.