English: Bummers, come and meet us. H. De Marsan, Publisher, 60 Chatham Str. New York, [n. d.]
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American Song Sheets, Series 2, Volume 1
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BUMMERS,
COME AND MEET US.
McClellan is our leader now, we've had our last retreat;
McClellan is our leader now, we've had our last retreat;
McClellan is our leader now, we've had our last retreat;
We'll now go marching on.
Say, brothers, will you meet us?
Say, brothers, will you meet us?
Say, brothers, will you meet us?
As we go marching on.
Thomas turned a SOMERSET, and gave the Rebels rats;
Thomas turned a SOMERSET, and gave the Rebels rats;
Thomas turned a SOMERSET, and gave the Rebels rats;
And sent them rolling home.
Oh, brothers, we will join him;
Oh, brothers, we will join him;
Oh, brothers, we will join him;
And send them rolling home.
How are you, Johnny Bull, old boy? How are you, Johnny Bull?
How are you, Johnny Bull, old boy? How are you, Johnny Bull?
If you want to fight, old Roast Beef, you will get your belly full,
And then go rolling home.
Oh, Johnny, don't you fight us;
Oh, Johnny, don't you fight us;
Oh, Johnny, don't you fight us;
Or we'll send you rolling home.
We'll have a farm in Dixie, boys, and put some niggers on it;
We'll have a farm in Dixie, boys, and put some niggers on it;
We'll have a farm in Dixie, boys, and put some niggers on it;
And, then, we'll simmer down.
Oh, sisters, come and join us;
Oh, sisters, come and join us;
Oh, sisters, come and join us;
Way down in Dixie's Land.
Oh, boys, we'll sip our cobbler's then, and cloud our Meerschaum pipes;
Oh, boys, we'll sip our cobbler's then, and cloud our Meerschaum pipes;
Oh, boys, we'll sip our cobbler's then, and cloud our Meerschaum pipes;
Way down in Dixie's Land.
Oh, bummers, come and meet us;
Oh, bummers, come and meet us;
Oh, bummers, come and meet us;
Way down in Dixie's Land.
There lies the whiskey-bottle empty on the shelf;
There lies the whiskey-bottle empty on the shelf;
There lies the whiskey-bottle empty on the shelf;
But there's more in the Demi-John.
Oh, bummers, don't you leave us;
Oh, bummers, don't you leave us;
Oh, bummers, don't you leave us;
We'll soon go marching on.
The girls we left behind us, boys, our sweet-hearts at the North;
The girls we left behind us, boys, our sweet-hearts at the North;
The girls we left behind us, boys, our sweet-hearts at the North;
Smile on us as we march.
Oh, sweet-hearts, don't forget us;
Oh, sweet-hearts, don't forget us;
Oh, sweet-hearts, don't forget us;
We'll soon come marching home!
H. DE MARSAN, Publisher,
60 Chatham str. New-York.
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