THE NATIONAL GUARDSMAN

THE NATIONAL GUARDSMANI'm a gorgeous golden heroAnd my trade is taking life.Hear the twittle-twittle-tweeroOf my sibillating fifeAnd the rub-a-dub-a-dumOf my big bass drum!I'm an escort strong and bold,The Grand Army to protect.My countenance is coldAnd my attitude erect.I'm a Californian GuardAnd my banner flies aloft,But the stones are O, so hard!And my feet are O, so soft!

I'm a gorgeous golden heroAnd my trade is taking life.Hear the twittle-twittle-tweeroOf my sibillating fifeAnd the rub-a-dub-a-dumOf my big bass drum!I'm an escort strong and bold,The Grand Army to protect.My countenance is coldAnd my attitude erect.I'm a Californian GuardAnd my banner flies aloft,But the stones are O, so hard!And my feet are O, so soft!


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