The Song of All Songs No. 2


The Song of All Songs.

You’ve heard of many songs, but there’s something I’m sure:
Although you’ve seen the ACTIVE BOY and laughed at the cure,
You have not heard the song I am now going to sing;
And if you will but listen, I think it is but just the thing.
I stopped the other day at the Park: some where you know,
They have got the Penny-Ballads all stuck up in a row;
I read the tittles o’er; and, of course, so of you;
And if you will but listen, I will sing them all to you.

There was: “No one to love” “Gentle Annie of the Vale,”
Along with “Horace Greely” “A riding on a rail:”
“Stand by that Flag” that is “My Grand-mother’s advice,”
And “Abraham’s Daughter” with “A big thing on ice.”
There was “Bonnie Annie Laurie” and “Father Maloy;”
“Let me kiss him for his mother” he is “The Broath of a boy”
“Ould Ireland you’re my darlin’ ” “I’m a dashing young blade.
“Hurrah for the Starry Flag,”and “Corcoran’s brigade!”

Do they think of me at home?” “I’m afloat, I’m afloat!”
And “Don’t despise a man that wears a ragged coat.”
Oh! “Happy be thy dreams!” “Good night” “Annie Lisle.”
Along with “Old Bob Ridley,” “I’m sitting on the stile;”
Then “Rock me to sleep. Mother,” and “Go it while you can”
“How are you, Green-Backs?” or “Any other Man.”
“Hunkey boy is Yankee Doodle,” “He is the lad I adore.”
“We are coming, Father Abraham, six hundred thousand more!”

“Dearest, wilt thou love me more?” “I don’t see the point.”
And “Glory Hallelujah!” “The Times are out of joint.”
“Old Uncle Snow “and the “Folks that put on Airs;”
“We are marching along” with “The Four-and-thirty Stars.”
“Robin Ruff and Gaffer Greeen” “Riding in a rail-road-Keer”
“The Whole Hog or none” for a “Union Volunteer!”
“We won’t go home till morning,” we’ll be “Free and Easy still;”
And “A Hunkey boy is Sigel” with “The Sword of Bunker-Hill.”

“When this Cruel War is over,” “Dearest, wilt thou be my bride?”
“We will all jump in the wagou and all take a ride.”
To the “Happy land of Canaan,” we will “Root, hog or die.”
On “The other side of Jordan,” “No Irish need apply;”
Then, “Hold your horses,” will you? Politicians, “Clear the track!”
“Give us back our Old Commander,” ’tis “The Gallant Little Mac!”
The Flag, that of our Fore-Fathers, for ever shall wave on,
And the Flag of “Four-and-Thirty Stars,” the Flag of Washington!

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