The Northern . ime in your flight,Make me a soldier boy, just for tonight!Autos, come back here from Lima once long with you fair maidens galore;Bring to my memory the first bugle me to think about Commandant you come here from near or from far,Ask me to ride, girls, and Ill drive the car. Backward, turn backward, to days of retreat,Show me the girls Ive had pleasure to meet,—Give me those Cadillacs, Hudsons, and Fords,Take these old rifles and pistols, and swords,—Tell the good sergeant Im out on a leave,—Cannot be back until next Sunday to the st
The Northern . ime in your flight,Make me a soldier boy, just for tonight!Autos, come back here from Lima once long with you fair maidens galore;Bring to my memory the first bugle me to think about Commandant you come here from near or from far,Ask me to ride, girls, and Ill drive the car. Backward, turn backward, to days of retreat,Show me the girls Ive had pleasure to meet,—Give me those Cadillacs, Hudsons, and Fords,Take these old rifles and pistols, and swords,—Tell the good sergeant Im out on a leave,—Cannot be back until next Sunday to the street as an auto goes out for a ride then, just she and I. Im tired of life I am now going every day by a dozen or two,Passed all unnoticed by day and by night;I tell you, sweet maidens, this life is a why do you treat me so cold and forlornJust simply because Ive no vmif orm ?Then surely youll never my pleasures ask me to ride, girls, and Ill drive the car. 203 0. 204 0
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