The fires of Danbury, just a few miles away,
Glowed on the horizon like the dawn of the day.
Shiv'ring and mud-covered, her skin cut by thorn bushes,
She deftly evaded one or two ambushes
While riding for hours throughout Duchess County,
Calling to arms the local Patriot army.
By the time she returned home to see dawn's first luster,
Four hundred had answered her shout out to muster!
Assembled by her father, all were ready for action
Tho' they numbered far fewer than the large British faction.
But with hearts filled with passion they marched off to Danbury,
And surprised the Brit Regulars, who'd been making damn merry
With the liberal use of the rum they'd discovered
When the Patriots' hidden supplies were uncovered.
In chaotic astonishment drunken redcoats retreated,
Which swayed the next battle, where the Brits were defeated.