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The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 2

Siparation

page 8

Siparation.

Hurroo me boys! We'll have a noise,
We've gained a proud position,
For Lawyer Bob, an' Jim, be gob,
Have conquered Abolition.
Each parish soon will be a shire,
Each province be a nation;
We'll not give in until we win
Our rights an' Siparation.
Thin hip hooray for Mac an' Grey!
Let bells ring from aich steeple:
Dunaydin's won, the battle's done—
Begorra! we're the people.

The "Laygue" so bould, our forthress hould,
Its mimbers are the picket.
That bate our foes—bad luck to those
Who would'nt gulp the "ticket."
Each pathriot so bouldly fought
To slice up our young nation;
Their battle shout was "Mac an' Stout"—
Hurroo for Siparation!
Thin hip hooray for Mac an' Grey!
Let bells ring from aich steeple;
Dunaydin's won, the battle's done—
Begorra! we're the people.

Och, faix its quare, I can't but stare
Wid wondher an' amaze boys;
Och, vile disgrace, he's got a place
Among the traithor "Aise," boys.
Double U Jay im, I'm mailing him,
For he's forsook his station,
An' joined our foes, an' left the O's—
Hurroo for Siparation.
Thin hip hooray for Mac an' Grey!
Let bells ring from aich steeple;
Dunaydin's won, the battle's done—
Begorra! we're the people.

Paddy Murphy.

Lambton Kay, Wellin'ton,