The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1844-08-06
SALT RIVER

Written for the Choir attached the Philadelphia Natona
Clay Club by +. Or ham, Esq
AIR-Ir Good Old Colony Times
few short weeks ago,
AZ we'll attempt TO show,
Some looos did consult about
The place where they should 80.
John C. Calhoun and Johnson,
And old ten cent" Buchanan,
Determined to escape beyond
The noise of the Wing cannon
Martin Van advised the rest
Full soon 10 get ont Of the way"
And give him chance to ~ spike that gum
That echoes the name Of Clay.
But while they conversed-a sound
Struck them with surprise and wonder,
For Maryland spoke and the Locos swore
The noise they heard was thunder
Says Calhoun, "leta change our name,
And make il loco motion
For about our little Mstty Van
The folks have get queer notion
The Wings at tho great Convention,
Convened at Baltimore.
Nominated for Vice President,
Ne" Jerseys Theodore
Then Loco laughed outright,
And cried" that's good, vow,
The coans an sing no N IRE Wing songs,
Theyre used up party now"
Soon tho Ministries came along,
And the way he ran was aurprisin',
For with voices clear did they sing about
Our Clay and FIelinghuyssn.
Still may we sing Wing songs,
From the book with the yaller kiver,
Loco-motion 3 the word, and the Locos oil
Are steaming 1t cup Salt River"
THE CooNs LOST HIS TAIL. OR THE ANIMAL
TuSE-S etin' on Rail.
A sly coon came from old Kentuck,
To Sammy farm to hunt for duck
On freedoms tree, his seat he took,
AMI nourished high his tail.
nd hOurshpd hi9h his tall
And dourshed high his tail,
And Aourished high his tail,
And preached on state affairs
He talked from morn till the afternoon,
And folks thought him mighty coon,
They paid him 70 a handsome tune,
For Aourishing his tail.
For Aourishing his tail,
For lourishing his tail,
And waggins his long tongue
He talked of lands and tariff. too,
And duties which he ne'er did do,
But still he great and saucy grew,
And higher spread his tail
And higher spread his tail,
And higher spread hin tail,
And higher spread his tail,
And higher cooked his eye
For while he gazed at the tree top,
Then of from the limb he dropt,
Saying, "I'll retire till can pop
Upon the topmast branch,
Upon the topmhst branch,
Upon the topmost branch,
Upon the tOpmost branch
And there III spread my tail"
He called his brother co0na all true.
He called the Gerrymander," too,
Crying, "Pnsh me up, and III help you,
When can spread my tail.
When can spread my tail,
When can spread my tail,
When can spread my tail,
At the top Of Sammys tree"
Now, backwards up, this coon did climb,
His brother coons all pushing him,
He pulled himself from limb to limb,
All BY his handy TAIL
All by his handy tall
All by his handy tail,
All by his handy tail,
He tried to gain the top
But " that big eagle.n quick flew down.
And bit his tail by the back bone,
And down he sent that same old coon,"
Without inch tail,
Without an inch of tail,
Without an inch OF tail,
Without an inch Of tail,
Totwist around Limb
Says the eagle, {" ] have tried you-aes!
I'm the true bird OF Democracy,
And on this tree Of Liberty,
IN bound to spread my TAIL
Pm bound 10 spread my TAIL
Pm bound TO spread my TAIL
Pm bound TO spread my TAIL
And keep all brutes away.