Bring the comb and play upon it!

Bring

Marching, here we come!

Willie cocks his Highland bonnet,

Johnnie beats the drum.

Mary Jane commands the party,

Peter leads the rear;

Feet in time, alert and hearty,

Each a Grenadier!

All in the most martial manner

Marching double-quick;

While the napkin like a banner

Waves upon the stick!

Here’s enough of fame and pillage,

Great commander Jane!

Now that we’ve been round the village,

Let’s go home again.

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