Show THE BATTLE OF THE KEGS gallants gallant attend and hear a friend trill forth harmonious ditty strange strang e things ril ill tell that late befell in philadelphia city early day as a poets poeta say ay just when the sun was rising A soldier stood on log ot of wood and saw aw a sight light surprising I 1 As in amaze he be sto od to gaze the truth cant be denied sirs airs he spied a score of kegs a or more come floating down the tide eln airs A sailor too in jerkin blue tho the strange appearance viewing p first rat damned bin hi eyes eye jn in treat great surprise then said ald some mis chiefs brewing the rho kepi kegs now hold the rebel bold packed up like pickled herring herrl ns and come down to attack the town in this new way of ferrying the soldier flow flew the sailor bailor too and scared almost to death sirs airs wore out their shoes to spread the news and ran till out of breath sirs airs now up and down throughout the town wort host frantic acenas were acted and some acme ran here and some ran there like men almost distracted S some ome fire bre cried which some denied but said the earth had quaked and girls and boys with hideous noise ran through the town half naked sir william he snug as a flea lay all this time a snoring nor dreamed of harm as he lay warm in bed with mrs loring now in a fright he be starts start upright awaked by such a clatter H he rubs both eyes and boldly cries for gods sake the matter matte at his bedside ne he then espied copied sir erskine at command sirs airs upon one foot he be had a boot A and nd f V other in his hand sirs airs arise arise sir erskine cries the rebels mores the pity without a boat are all afloat and ranged befogs the city the motley crew in vessels new with satan tor for their guide sir air packed up in bags or wooden kegs come driving down the tide air T therefore here fors prepare tor for bloody warl those kegs must all be routed or surely we despised shall be and british courage doubted the royal band now ready stand all ranged in dead array sirs airs with stomach stout to see it out and make a bloody day airs the cannons roar from shore to shore the small arms arm make a rattle since wars war began im sure no man wor eer saw so strange a battle the rebels rebel vales the rebel dales dale with rebel trees trace surrounded the distant woods the hills bill and floods boo da with rebel echoes sounded the fish below sworn swam to and fro attacked from every quarter |