For a' that and a' that (Edinburgh)/The Soldier's Gratitude
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THE SOLDIER'S GRATITUDE.
Whate’er my fate, where'er I roam,By sorrow still opprest;
I'll ne'er forget the peaceful homeThat gave the wanderer rest.Then ever rove life's sunny banks,By sweetest flow'rets strew'd;Then may you claim a soldier's thanks,A soldier's gratitude.
The peaceful sigh, the balmy tear,That meek-ey'd pity gave;My last sad dying words shall cheerAnd bless a wanderer's grave.Then ever rove life's sunny banks,By sweetest flow'rets strew'd;Then may you claim a soldier's thanks,A soldier's gratitude.