BY WILL S. LURTON.
Now, friends, we are going to sing you a song
Of the Greenback People so true --
And how the Bondholders of England would soon
Destroy this fair nation for you.
CHORUS, with warbling:
Then cheer, Boys, cheer for our cause, it is right!
Then cheer for our ranks, they are filling to-night --
The Greenback's our watchword, in that there is might
For the Greenback People are true.
They call the Greenback a Rag Baby Boy,
And only a promise to pay;
Yet it brought us our victory in the land's darkest hour
And should pay those bondholders to-day.
We had the pure silver our daddies once used,
And our bonded debt it would soon pay;
But the thieves of Old England with our own homemade thieves
Demonetized silver away.
Though the old ship of State has been stranded by Grant,
And by Belmont's corrupt, thieving crew,
We will put Greenback Men at the helm very soon,
And they'll guide the old ship safely through.