The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1902-06-04
NEW SONG FOR MODOCS.
Did IronquiIl Write It is Now the
Question.

Major Tom Anderson has received q
banjo ballad written for the Afodoc- clue
by one who styles himself Jones'" In
the letter enclosed with the ballad,
Jones says: Enclosed I send you Gov
ernof Stanley's celebrated speech before
the members of the Kansas Day club
put into the form of banjo song
hope it viii interest you. It is a part
of Kansas history"
The ballad" has all the earnarlxs of
being the product of the pen of Iron
quill There are those who are willing
to wager that Eugene r. Ware was not
more than thousand miles from the
spot where the ballad was typewrit-
ten. but of course it is only a guess.
The song follows.
III sing you song in solemn tone.
OF forty years ago:
I'll sing all alone in solemn tone
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
III sing sad song in solemn tone.
Tbs. song it is new and all my own,
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
A governor came out to our state
Just forty years ago.
A governor came into state
Plink-ity plink-ity plunk.
He penetrated to our state
And had a melancholy fate,
AS with John Brown he slept and ate
{. Just forty years ago
The redmen met him on the line.
Plink-ity plfhk-ity PUNK.
They captured him as he crossed the line.
The Indians took him the line
An9 Sala: on you we soon will dine,
And hope and trust you won't decline
Phnk-ity plink-ity PUNK.
They brought the governor to a stake.
They. took the governor to a stake.
~. PlinIlk-ity plink;zi5ty PUNK.
And said: We soon fire viii make,
And then you will proceed to bake;"
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
John Brown looked out beneath the quilt,
Just forty years ago
John Brown rolled up and hid in the quilt
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
John Brown peeked out beneath the quilt
MY Jolly pard viii begin to wilt
Twas forty years ago.
And then outspoke- the Indian chief.
just forty years ago.
A terrible, horrible Indian chief,
Plinl-ity plink-ity PUNK.
20 tie him tight" said the Indian chief
The Stake they tied him to wasn't beef.
Plinl-ity plink-ity PUNK
They piled the fagots around him high.
Just forty years ago:
The fagots were dry and they piled them
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
They heaped the fagots around him high
And they hadn't a match to light them by.
So they sent Lit Crum to the grocery.
Twas forty years ago.
John Brown looked out beneath the quilt
just forty years ago.
John Brown peeped out from the crazy
quilt,
Plink-ity plinlz-ity PUNK
Just see how my jolly pard is built.
He'll pull up the stake and give them a
jilt."
The governor heaved and the governor sot,
Plink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
Just forty years ago;
The governor sot and hove and sot,
Plinl1-ity plink-ity PUNK.
He sot and he heaved and he heaved and
As they lighted the fire upon the spot,
And things had begun to look bad some
Just forty years ago
The governor said: 1T is no use"
Plink-ity plink-ity plunk.
He said to himself: 1T is no use"
P3ink-ity plink-ity PUNK.
The governor said: There is no use
In staying to suffer so much abuse"
He started to run and broke himself loose,
Just forty years ago.
A rabbit got into his way for fun,
Plink-ity pIink-ity plunk.
A jacz-rabbit got in his way for fun,
Twas forty years ago.
A Jack-rabblt started race Tor fun,
You watch me and see how the thing is
Piink-ity plink-ity PUNK
And so the governor got away,
Just forty years ago.
And thus the governor got away,
Plink-ity plink-ity plunk.
And thus from the Indians got away,
And now he is glad that he did not stay
And III tell you some more some other