The Loco's Lament.

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TUNE — "The good old days of Adam and of Eve."

Times aint now as they use to was been,
Folks don't do now as they used to did then,
In the good old days when Matty Van
Ruled over the land like a heartless man,
And his mighty rule no one denied,
Oh then was the time of the Loco's pride.

Oh dear, the Locos grieve,
For the good old days of Adam and of Eve.

Things don't go now as they used to go then,
When the saucy Whigs were lying low then,
And when every state for General Jackson
Brought an army of voters into action;
Now they're leaving foxy Martin
And all for Harrison are starting.
Oh Martin mourns, and Martin grieves,
For the good old days of Adam and of Eve.

Folks don't bet now as they used to bet then,
Folks don't brag now as they used to brag then,
When in every State it was clear and sartin,
That a large majority'd go for Martin,
But now they think it is pretty plain
He'll hold Missouri, and may keep Maine.

Oh dear, the Locos grieve
For the good old days of Adam and of Eve.

Rogues ain't now as they used to was then,
Demagogues change from what they have been,
They shake in their shoes when they hear the clatter,
Of Harrison's name, and cry "what's the matter?"
"'Tis the creak of the rope the Whigs are tying"
"To hang you all up, so, be done with your crying."

"And then you'll mourn and then you'll grieve,
For the good old days of Adam and of Eve."