Oh, Henry Clay Will be the Man.

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TUNE — Nancy Dawson.

Said Tyler John, the other day,
How many are Clay men I pray?
Why Johnny, dear, we're made of Clay,
And so we all are Clay men.
Oh, Henry Clay will be the man,
And turn and twist it as you can,
He'll gain the day, and fix a plan
To set us all to rights again.

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Clay men are all good men and true
Their Clay will prove too hard for you,
And no vile traitor, John, will do
To stand among the Clay men.
Oh, Henry Clay, &c.

We'll cock our wigs and turn you out,
Both horse and foot your forces rout,
And Clay forever fiercely shout;
That you may hear the Clay men.
Oh, Henry Clay, &c.

How many Clay men did you say,
Go count the stars i' the milky way,
And ten for each, and then you may
Attempt to count the Clay men.
Oh, Henry Clay, &c.

For Henry Clay we'll go the whole —
Join head and hand — join heart and soul,
The people's will knows no control,
They shout for Henry Clay, boys,
Oh, Henry Clay, &c.

Then gallant Harry, take your stand,
We'll rally round you, hand in hand;
Despite the Loco Tyler band
You shall be head of the nation?
In forty-four we'll rout the foe,
And lay the frantic locos low,
And Johnny Tyler then will know,
How many of us are Clay men.
Oh, Henry Clay will be the man,
And turn and twist it as you can,
He'll gain the day and fix a plan
To set us all to rights, boys.

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Notes.

1. Good Spanish for a madman.