Lyrics:

Some continental soldier's on a bivouac
Were playin' stud poker in a mountain shack
But every vigilante through down his hands
When the Captain of the guard gave a sharp command

[CHORUS]
Oh Jimmy get your fiddle out, rosin' up your bow
Johnny clean your banjo up, we're gonna have a show
Billy pass the jug around to Corporal McCoy
We're gonna have a tune called Soldier's Joy

(Interlude)

The girls in Boston are dancin' tonight
The gall-durn redcoats are holdin' 'em tight
When we get there, we'll show 'em how
But that ain't a doin' us no good now

[Repeat CHORUS]

There goes General Washington,
He's got his horse in a sweeping run
The barefoot boys are beggin' to fight
We're gonna cross the Delaware River tonight

[Repeat CHORUS]

Old Burgoyne in the wilderness
Got his army in an awful mess
Farmers got mad at the British an the Huns
And they captured ten-thousand of the Son-of-a-guns

[Repeat CHORUS]

John Paul Jones in an old tin can
Scoured the ocean like a fightin' man
The British said Paul are you ready to strike
And Paul said I'm just beginning to fight

[Repeat CHORUS]