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SICK CALL.

Come and get your quinine, come and get your pills, Oh! come and get your quinine, come and get your pills.

STABLE CALL

Come all who are able and go to the stable,

And water your horses and give 'em some corn: For if you don't do it, the Col'nel will know it, And then you will rue it, sure as you're born,

Fading light

TAPS.

Dims the sight,

And a star gems the sky,
Gleaming bright,

From afar drawing nigh,

Falls the night.

Dear one, rest!

In the west
Sable night

Lulls the day on her breast,

Sweet, goodnight!

Now away

To thy rest.

Love, sweet dreams!

Lo, the beams

Of the light

Fairy moon kiss the streams,

Love, good night!

Ah, so soon!

Peaceful dreams!

(Used by permission of Pennsylvania Military College.)

39. NANCY LEE.

(E flat.)

Of all the wives as e'er you know,
Yeo-ho! lads, ho; yeo-ho! yeo-ho!
There's none like Nancy Lee, I trow,
Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

See there she stands and waves her hands upon the

quay,

An' ev'ry day when I'm away she'll watch for me
An' whisper low, when tempests blow, for Jack at sea.
Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

The sailor's wife the sailor's star shall be,
Yeo-ho! we go across the sea;

The sailor's wife the sailor's star shall be,
The sailor's wife his star shall be.

The harbor's past, the breezes blow,
Yeo-ho! lads, ho; yeo-ho! yeo-ho!
'Tis long ere we come back, I know,
Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

But true and bright, from morn till night, my home

will be,

An' all so neat an' snug an' sweet for Jack at sea, An' Nancy's face to bless the place an' welcome me; Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

The bos'n pipes the watch below,

Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho! yeo-ho! Then here's a health before we go, Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

A long, long life to my sweet wife and mates at sea; An' keep our bones from Davy Jones where'er we be; An' may you meet a mate as sweet as Nancy Lee; Yeo-ho! lads, ho! yeo-ho!

40. OUT ON THE DEEP.

(A flat.)

Out on the deep, when the sun is low,
And the sea with splendor burns,

With his scaly spoil, from his evening toil,
The fisher homeward turns;

And his oars flash bright in the ocean light,
And he knows that eyes on shore

Look out on the deep for his bright oar sweep,
And he sings as he swings his oar:

"A long sweep, lads, and a strong sweep, boys,'
And a song as along we go,

For the hearts that yearn for our home return,
When the evening sun is low,

When the evening sun is low."

Out on the deep, when the sun is dead,

And the first sweet star doth gleam,

Of a day that is dead, and a love that is fled,
The fisher oft will dream;

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And he thinks, tho' far, like that first bright star, She is still beside as of yore,

And his oars gleam bright in its sweet pale light,

And he sighs as he plies his oar:

"A slow sweep, lads, and a low sweep, boys,

And a song as along we go,

For the hearts of Love that is bright above,

And its gleam in the wave below,

And its gleam in the wave below."

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41. A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE.

(G.)

A life on the ocean wave!

A home on the rolling deep! Where the scatter'd waters rave, And the winds their revels keep. Like an eagle caged I pine

On this dull, unchanging shore, Oh, give me the flashing brine,

The spray and the tempest's roar!

A life on the ocean wave!

A home on the rolling deep!
Where the scatter'd waters rave,

And the winds their revels keep

The winds, the winds, the winds their revels

keep!

The winds, the winds, the winds their revels

keep!

42. SAILING.

(C.)

The sailor's life is bold and free,
His home is on the rolling sea;

And never heart more true or brave

Than he who launches on the wave;

Afar he speeds in distant climes to roam,

With jocund song he rides the sparkling foam.

Then here's to the sailor and here's to the hearts
so true

Who will think of him upon the waters blue!
Sailing, sailing over the bounding main

For many a stormy wind shall blow ere Jack
comes home again.

Sailing, sailing over the bounding main

For many a stormy wind shall blow ere Jack comes home again.

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