I WAS DREAMING.
The other night, not feeling bright,
I sought my bed for rest,
When I retired, sleep I desired.
As my health was not the best.
I tossed, I rolled, I kicked about.
With madness I did scream.
Do what I would, I could not sleep-
In fact, I'd only dream.
I was dreaming, only dreaming,
My mind disturbed, strange things I heard,
And curious sights I then observed.
While dreaming, yes dreaming,
will tell you what I saw while i was dreaming:
I dreamt that I could see the time
When a laboring man could say:
This life it is a pleasant one,
Eight hours' work a day.
I dreamt I saw Jay Gould's small heart
Shriveled up just like a beau -
To the poor he gave his wealth away.
But I was only dreaming.
I was dreaming, only dreaming.
He holds a grip, but he'll let slip.
And to the World's Fair largely chip-
But I am dreaming, only dreaming;
He'll keep his eyes upon his wealth,
A new star lately has appeared
In the pugilistic sky;
Tho' in color off, we must not scoff
If our champion he would try.
Jackson on the other side
With Smith he did quite well;
The Englishmen are claiming now
He can whip our own John L.
But they are dreaming, only dreaming-
With his strong right hand,
He'll on Jackson land,
And nut of him he'll knock the sand;
He'll not be dreaming, no not dreaming,
John L. will put him fast asleep.
Next year baseball will be the rage-
In fact, there'll be a fight.
The Brotherhood against the League,
I believe the boys are right.
The Magnates claim they'll do their best
To prevent them playing ball;
They say they'll knock the boys clear out
And drive them to the wall.
But they are dreaming, surely dreaming-
They played fast and loose
And cooked their goose,
And got their necks within the noose
While dreaming, yes dreaming-The Brotherhood is wide-awake, Not dreaming.