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Says he, "Then I will drown myself
In the river that runs below." Says she, "Pray do, you silly elf,
I wished it long ago." "For fear that I should courage lack
And try to save my life, Pray tie my hands behind my back."
"I will," replied his wife."
And now he's standing on the bank,
She ran with all her force To push him in—he stepped aside
And she fell in of course. Now splashing, dashing like a fish,
"0, save me, Johnny Sands." "I can't my dear, though much I wish,
For you have tied my hands."
Come ye sons of Columbia, your attention I do crave,
Whilst a sorrowful duty I will tell
That happened us of late, in our Indiana state,
Of a hero that none could excel-
Like Sampson he courted the choice of his life
And fully intended to make her his wife;
The golden ring he gave her was an emblem of true love,
And 'twas carved with the image of a dove.