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All quiet along the Potomac, they say, |
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Except now and then a stray picket |
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Is shot as he walks on his beat to and fro, |
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By a rifleman hid in the thicket. |
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‘Tis nothing, a private or two now and then |
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Will not count in the news of the battle; |
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Not an officer lost, only one of the men, |
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Moaning out all alone the death rattle. |
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“All quiet along the Potomac tonight!” |
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All quiet along the Potomac tonight, |
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No sound save the rush of the river; |
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While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead – |
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The picket’s off duty forever. |
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“All quiet along the Potomac tonight!” |
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All quiet along the Potomac tonight! |
