Lyrics:

Some Continental Soldier''s On A Bivouac**lf**were Playin'' Stud Poker In A Mountain Shack**lf**but Every Vigilante Through Down His Hands**lf**when The Captain Of The Guard Gave A Sharp Command**lf****lf**[chorus]**lf**oh Jimmy Get Your Fiddle Out, Rosin'' Up Your Bow**lf**johnny Clean Your Banjo Up, We''re Gonna Have A Show**lf**billy Pass The Jug Around To Corporal Mccoy**lf**we''re Gonna Have A Tune Called Soldier''s Joy**lf****lf**(Interlude)**lf****lf**the Girls In Boston Are Dancin'' Tonight**lf**the Gall-Durn Redcoats Are Holdin'' ''em Tight**lf**when We Get There, We''ll Show ''em How**lf**but That Ain''t A Doin'' Us No Good Now**lf****lf**[repeat Chorus]**lf****lf**there Goes General Washington,**lf**he''s Got His Horse In A Sweeping Run**lf**the Barefoot Boys Are Beggin'' To Fight**lf**we''re Gonna Cross The Delaware River Tonight**lf****lf**[repeat Chorus]**lf****lf**old Burgoyne In The Wilderness**lf**got His Army In An Awful Mess**lf**farmers Got Mad At The British An The Huns**lf**and They Captured Ten-Thousand Of The Son-Of-A-Guns**lf****lf**[repeat Chorus]**lf****lf**john Paul Jones In An Old Tin Can**lf**scoured The Ocean Like A Fightin'' Man**lf**the British Said Paul Are You Ready To Strike**lf**and Paul Said I''m Just Beginning To Fight**lf****lf**[repeat Chorus]