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Show THE SOLDIER BOY. The man who wears the shoulder straps and has his sword In hand, Who proudly strides along In front, looks good and brave and grand; But marching in the ranks somewhere Just where I cannot see With his gun upon his shoulder, is the soldier boy for me. The man who wears the shoulder straps Is handsome, brave and true: But there are other handsome boys, and other brave ones, too! When there are heights that must be won. while bullets fill the air, 'Tis not the officer alone who braves the dangers there. The man who wears the shoulder straps Is cheered along the way. And public honor dulls his dread of falling fall-ing in the fray; But, there behind him In the ranks, and moving like a part Of some machine, is many a man with Just as brave a heart. The man who wears the shoulder straps deserves the people's praise; honor and applaud him for the splendid part he plays: But, back there in the ranks somewhere, stout-hearted, true, Is he Prepared to do and nerved to dare th goldler boy for me. Henry Howland. |