The gallant Comp’ny A will make the rebels dance;
And we’ll stand by the Union, if we only have a chance.
McClellan went to Richmond with two hundred thousand brave:
He said, ‘keep back the niggers,’ and the Union he would save.
Little Mac he had his way, still the Union is in tears:
Now they call for the help of the colored volunteers.
Chor.—Oh! give us a flag, &c.
Old Jeff says he’ll hang us if we dare to meet him armed:
A very big thing, but we are not at all alarmed;
For he first has got to catch us before the way is clear,