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A RIFLE IS HANDY.

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Tune—“Whistle and I'll come to you, my lad.”

I

We mind our shops, and we stick to our trade,
And there's no beggarly spot worth our while to invade;
And we rear up a rifle behind the shop-door,
In case that a thief might set foot on the floor.
Chor. Oh, a rifle is handy to keep in a house,
Oh, a rifle is handy to keep in a house,
And doesn't make half so much noise as a mouse.
Oh, a rifle is handy to keep in a house.

II

We have a few nicknacks we'd much like to keep,
Some lumbering bullion thrown into a heap,
And an old flag of Freedom that's tatter'd and torn,
But valued the more because it's much worn.
Chor. Oh, a rifle is handy, &c.

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III

And in our hive we've a dear little Queen,
And the best store of honey that ever was seen;
And as for our bees, when they're once on the wing,
The devil himself would fly from their sting.
Chor. Oh, a rifle is handy, &c.

IV

Oh, a rifle is useful, as we all well know,
Takes up little room, and makes but little show;
But if a thief happens to darken the door,
Why, it's up with a ring, and he's out with a roar.
Chor. Oh, a rifle is handy, &c.
T. M.