ANOTHER YANKEE DOODLE
by Anonymous

Yankee Doodle had a mind
	To whip the Southern traitors,
Because they didn't choose to live
	On codfish and potatoes,
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			And to keep his courage up
		He took a drink of brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle said he found
	By all the census figures,
That he could starve the rebels out,
	If he could steal their niggers.
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			And then he took another drink
		Of gunpowder and brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle made a speech;
	'Twas very full of feeling;
"I fear," he says, "I cannot fight,
	But I am good at stealing."
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			Hurrah for Lincoln, he's the boy
		To take a drop of brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle drew his sword,
	And practiced all the passes;
Come, boys, we'll take another drink
	When we get to Manassas.
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			They never reached Manassas plain,
		And never got the brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle soon found out
	That Bull Run was no trifle;
For if the North knew how to steal,
	The South knew how to rifle.
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			'Tis very clear I took too much
		Of that infernal brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle wheeled about,
	And scampered off at full run,
And such a race was never seen
	As that he made at Bull Run.
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			I haven't time to stop right now
		To take a drop of brandy.
		
Yankee Doodle, oh! for shame,
	You're always intermeddling;
Let guns alone, they're dangerous things;
	You'd better stick to peddling.
		Yankee Doodle, doodle-doo,
		Yankee Doodle dandy,
			When next I go to Bully Run
		I'll throw away the brandy.

Soldier Life

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