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A Collection of Early Political Songs

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Air.—" Pop goes the Weazel."
Old Jimmy, awaiting the news from Maine,
Was lost in anxious wonder, When all at once, to his surprise,
Boom ! goes the Thunder !
Oh ! dear, what terrible sound is that
Which rends the air asunder, A storm is brewing, I greatly dread,
Boom ! goes the Thunder !
A Northeast storm, as I'm alive,
It's roaring over yonder, A Northeast storm, with lightning, too,
Boom ! goes the Thunder !
If Hannibal Hamlin 's governor now,
We might as well knock under, There's no more luck for poor old Buck,
Boom ! goes the Thunder!
Charles Gordon Greene, 'tis plain to be seen,
Has made a terrible blunder, They've taken his gold, but we've been sold,
Boom! goes the Thunder!
I am used up, as sure as a gun,
I get no more of plunder, I wish I'd remained, at the court of St. James,
Boom ! goes the Thunder !
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