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Am—" Susannah"
I had a dream the other night,
When everything was still ; I dream'd I saw Buchanan
A rolling down the hill, A farewell speech was in his mouth,
A tear was in his eye, Said I, "Old Buck, you're too far south,
Buchanan don't you cry."
Chorus—Oh, Buchanan !
Don't you cry for me ; I'm bound unto the White House,
As you will shortly see.
Said he " Dear John, 0 speak not so,
It grieves my heart full sore, You know my party it is sham,
And I am Buck no more." " You know my name is changed, 'tis true,
And I'm a worthless hack ; " With a woful look, he thus did say,
The " mustang " s' on my track. Chorus—Oh, Buchanan! &c.
With tearful eyes, he said adieu,
And burning was his brow, He said " dear John, take my farewell,
I am a platform now." He sent his love to all his friends,
And weeping, he did say— Farewell unto the White House,
And thus he passed away.
Oh, Buchanan! &c.
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