O Poor Douglas, You Cannot Follow Me.

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AIR. -- "O, Susanna."

1. I had a dream the other night
When all around was still,
I dreamt I saw "Old honest Abe"
A - climbing up the hill;
The way was steep, and all untrod,
And many a foe was near;
But Abe pressed on with trust in God,
And heart that knew not fear.
O poor Douglas, you cannot follow me,
You're going up Salt River
With the platform on your knee.

2. While Abe was climbing up the hill,
And almost at the top,
Poor Dug was panting at the foot,
His race compelled to stop;
He carried weight too much to win
In any even race,
His own, and all his party's sin
Told hard upon his pace.
O poor Douglas, you cannot follow me,
You're going up Salt River
With Old Buck upon your knee.