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'THE MEN THAT FOUGHT AT MINDEN'
An' you mustn't swear an curse, or you'll only catch it worse.
And we'll make you soldiers yet!
Soldiers yet, if you've got it in you—
All for the sake of the Core;
Soldiers yet, if we 'ave to skin you—
Run an' get the beer, Johnny Raw—Johnny Raw!
Ho! run an' get the beer, Johnny Raw!
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