“what are the bugles blowin’ for?” said Files-on-Parade.
“To turn you out, to turn you out,” the Color-Sergeant said.
“What makes you look so white, so white?” said Files-on-Parade.
“I ’m dreadin’ what I ’ve got to watch,” the Color-Sergeant said.
      For they ’re hangin’ Danny Deever, you can hear the Dead March play,
      The regiment ’s in ’ollow...