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THE NEW ISSUE
Uncle Sam, I'm sartin sure you hev some sense,
Otherwise you wuddn't set so on the fence,
Otherwise you wuddn't set so on the fence,
Otherwise you'd sorter cease fr'm goin' slow,
Otherwise you'd kinder kick at lyin' low.
Otherwise you'd kinder kick at lyin' low.
In your earlier youth, Sam, you was middlin' pert,
Gettin' folks their rights, Sam, even ef it hurt.
Gettin' folks their rights, Sam, even ef it hurt.
You would go a-fightin' punctooal ez the cars,
Overhead “Ole Glory,” over that the Stars.
Overhead “Ole Glory,” over that the Stars.
Sence, you've travelled some, Sam, shakin' of things up,
Till you've grow'd ez sinful ez a Bowery pup;
Till you've grow'd ez sinful ez a Bowery pup;
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Rings an' trusts an' corners, hev you like the gripes—
Which, I reckon, Sam'l, orter du fur “Stripes.”
Which, I reckon, Sam'l, orter du fur “Stripes.”
Also there is Cuby, an' the Philippines—
Sixty thousan' men, Sam, rustin' in your lines,
Sixty thousan' men, Sam, rustin' in your lines,
Eatin' of their heads off, tryin' fur the foe,
Though you settled Spain, Sam, several months ago.
Though you settled Spain, Sam, several months ago.
Oh, the cares of Empire! Oh, the cares of State!
Heavy on your mind, Sam, these hev bin of late:
Heavy on your mind, Sam, these hev bin of late:
But you're big an' strong, Sam (think how you was reared!);
You'll come out all right, Sam, ef you don't get skeered.
You'll come out all right, Sam, ef you don't get skeered.
You an' me an' him, Sam! What's in front of us?
We can see it shinin' clear thru all the fuss:
We can see it shinin' clear thru all the fuss:
We can make the world, Sam—Work the hull darned show;
It is bound to come, Sam, only hoe your row!
It is bound to come, Sam, only hoe your row!
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