So we do our fighting round home in our own way.
However, the most of us manage to have a hand in the real thing once in a while even at that.

We were over at Germantown, and down at Brandywine.
Farrell's got a commission, but the rest of us are taking our chances.
It's neighbor against neighbor.

Whatever we've got left has been held at the point of the rifle.

We're doing our share in this war, an' Washington knows it.

Over there to the east 'Red' Fagin, Old Man Kelly, an' their gangs of Pine Robbers, are making the fields red; sometimes they get down this far raiding the farms, but mostly, we're fighting foragers out of Philadelphia, and they're not much better.