Tears, Tears. By A. H. Laidlaw

    Tears, tears,    With wifely fears    Immixed – I held my breath,    My boy!    As down the street    The drums did beat    That led you to your death,    My boy!     Oh! Oh!    Where’er I…

Sherry In The Saddle. By A. H. Laidlaw

    Sherry’s not in saddle,    Sherry’s not in saddle,    Zip-zip-zip! Zip-zip-zip!    Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!    Boys in blue skedaddle,    Boys in blue skedaddle,    Zip-zip-zip! Zip-zip-zip!    Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!    Sherry’s not in saddle,    Sherry’s not in saddle,    The Southron gray    Is…