You could smell the smoke, you could see each gun;
You could hear the galloping horses run.
And we sat stunned in the 2-A-2.
When we saw what Soap Suds Row could do;
For she told of the battle and everything done,
With everyone dead and the glory won.
Sometimes her voice was like sugar plums,
And then it shook with the noise of drums;
And the girls upstairs, they thought ’twas true
That there was a fight in the 2-A-2.