We are the boys of Potomac’s ranks,

We ran with McDowell, retreated with Banks,

And we’ll all drink stone blind—

Johnny, fill up the bowl.

We fought with McClellan, the Rebs, shakes and fever,

Hurrah! Hurrah!

Then we fought with McClellan, the Rebs, shakes and fever,

But Mac joined the navy on reaching James River,

And we’ll all drink, etc.

Then they gave us John Pope, our patience to tax,