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Because the supper was tiptop

            Three cheers for Philadelphia

T-was the last we had to eat I snore

Till in the night at Baltimore

Such meals I never saw before

            For thanksgiving dinner

You should have seen the cars they run

To bring us on to Washington

We thought deaths work was nearly done

            When we got down to Dixie

We marched and pitched our tents that day

And on the ground we had to lay

What would our wives and sweethearts say

            To see our beds in dixie

Spoon fashion close we crowded in

Roll over we could not begin

It rained and wet us to the skin

            The first night here is dixie

For days all that we had to eat

Was cold fare such as bread and meat

We rather thought it was a cheat

            This comming down to Dixie