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France is keeping neutral, to see what will be done; If Johnny gets in a muss, I golly, you'll see fun! For with privateers we'll swarm the seas,
His commerce we will scatter; And Napoleon will help us— That's what's the matter.
" Written and sung by W. S.Budworth.
I'll sing you a song of a nice young man,
His name was Policy Joe; His father was a rag-merchant,
Over in Policy Row. Joe travelled on his muscle,
And sold rags by the pound; And whenever he made a hit,
He made the policy sound.
But when this cruel war came on,
The old man had to "bust;" And Joe had spent his last cent,
Playing for forty-first. Says he, "Ben Wood and policy
Have got the best of me; So I'll go and jump a bounty,
And have a little spree."
Joe went and put his name down,
And got three hundred " slums," And then skedaddled and ran away—
Says he, "I'll have some fun." So Joe went into business,
And opened a big gin-mill; But he "busted" all up in a week,
For the bar-keeper ran off with the till!
Next day Joe picked up a countryman, And lived on him a while,