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The Fools of Forty-Nine |
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From New Orleans with passengers, but they must
pump and bail. The ships were crowded more than full, and some
hung on behind, And others dived off from the wharf and swam till
they were blind.
With rusty pork and stinking beef and rotten,
wormy bread! The captains, too, that never were up as high as the
main mast head! The steerage passengers would rave and swear that
they'd paid their passage And wanted something more to eat beside bologna
sausage.
They then began to cross the plain with oxen, holÂlowing " haw"."
And steamers then began to run as far as Panama.
And there for months the people staid, that started after gold,
And some returned disgusted with the lies that had been told.
The people died on every route, they sickened and
died like sheep; And those at sea before they died were launched into
the deep; |
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