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American Ballads and Folk Songs
On Lake Champlain
Uncle Sam set he boat,
And Massa M'Donough to sail 'em,
While General Macomb
Make Platt'burg he home
Wid de army, who courage neber fail 'em.
On 'lebenteenth day of Sep-tem-ber
In eighteen hund'ed and fourteen,
Gubbener Probose, and he British sojer,
Come to Plat-te-burg, a tea-party courtin'j
And he boat come too
Arter Uncle Sam boat.
Massa Donough do look sharp out de winder.
Den General Macomb
(Ah, he always a-home)
Catch fire, too, jis' like a tinder.
Bang! bang! bang! den de cannons 'gin to roar
In Platt'burg and all 'bout dat quarter.
Gubbener Probose try he hand upon de shore,
While he boat take he luck 'pon de water,
But Massa M'Donough
Knock de boat in de head,
Break he heart, broke he shin, 'tove he caff in,
And Gen'ral Macomb
Start old Probose home.
Tot me soul, den, I mos' die a-lafSn'.
Probose scare so, he lef all behin'— Powder, ball, cannon, teapot, an' kittle. Some say he catch a col', trouble in he min' 'Cause he eat so much col' and raw victual'. Uncle Sam berry sorry To be sure for he pain,