Song of the Old Jackson Men.
Tune — "Old Rosin the Beau."
COME listen, my trusty old cronies,
I'll sing you a short verse or two,
And I know you will not be offended,
Should I sing of Old Tippecanoe.
His enemies call him a coward,
And sneer at his poverty too,
But a true hearted Jackson-man never,
Will slander the brave and the true.
But a true hearted democrat ever,
Will honour the brave and the true,
And leave it to British and tories
To slander Old Tippecanoe.
And who pray is Martin Van Buren,
What wonders did he ever do?
41Was he in the battle of Orleans!
Meigs? Thames? Or Old Tippecanoe?
O! no, he had no taste for fighting,
Such rough work he never could do,
He shirked it off on to brave Jackson,
And the Hero of Tippecanoe.
This larkey we once have elected,
Not that any good he would do,
But because he had been recommended
By Jackson, the brave and the true.
And since for one term we're in favour,
We think that this honour should do,
So good bye to you, Mr. Van Buren,
Here goes for Old Tippecanoe!