THE ARMY BEAN. Tune- "Sweet Bye-and-Bye" There's a spot that the soldiers all love, The mess-tent's the place that we mean, And the dish that we like to see there Is the old-fashioned white army bean. Chorus. Tis the bean that we mean, And we'll eat as we ne'er ate before; The army bean, nice and clean, We'll stick to our beans evermore. Now the bean in its primitive state Is a plant we have all often met; And when cooked in the old army style, It has charms we can never forget.-Chorus. The Yankee is fund of beefsteak, The potato is loved by the Mick; But the soldier has long since found out That through life to our beans we should stick.-Chorus. Then poise a fat bean on your fork, Gaze upon it and together smack your jaws, While we arise from around the board And give the bean three hearty hurrahs.-Chorus.