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Then came a valiant Welchman,Hur name was Tom Lewellyn;
Says he, hur cannot rest nor sleep,
'Till the Yankees hur was killing.
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By us that did maintain her,
We'll make them feel
Our fire and steel,
And that's the way to gain her.
Fal de ral, &c. &c.
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