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4. BANK MELODY—No. III.
Air.—“Said a smile to a tear.”
Said Noah to Stone,
When the meeting was done,
And his heart bounded light as a feather,
While sipping his beer,
“In sooth, it is queer
That we should be both here together.
“I come here to thank
My good mistress, the bank,
For teaching me sound aristocracy.”
“And I,” said the Colonel,
“To curse the infernal
Old demon of Jackson democracy.”
“O, ho!” chuckled Noah,
“Dear Stone say no more,
We are twins; an't it wonderful funny?
And how glorious the cause,
Which support from us draws
And fills both our pockets with money!”
When the meeting was done,
And his heart bounded light as a feather,
While sipping his beer,
“In sooth, it is queer
That we should be both here together.
“I come here to thank
My good mistress, the bank,
For teaching me sound aristocracy.”
“And I,” said the Colonel,
“To curse the infernal
Old demon of Jackson democracy.”
“O, ho!” chuckled Noah,
“Dear Stone say no more,
We are twins; an't it wonderful funny?
And how glorious the cause,
Which support from us draws
And fills both our pockets with money!”
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