The Buffalo

COME all you young fellows that have a mind to range
Into some foreign country your station for to change
Into some foreign country away from here to go
We lay down on the banks of the pleasant Ohio.
We wander thro' the wild woods and chase the Buffalo.

There is fishes in the river that's fitting for our use
And fine lofty sugar canes that yield us fine juice
And all sorts of game my boys besides the buck and doe,
We lay down on the banks of the pleasant Ohio.
Thro' the wild woods we'll wander and chase the Buffalo.

Come all you young maidens spin us some yarn
To make us some clothing to keep ourselves warm
For you can card and spin my girls and we can reap and mow
We lay down on the banks, &c.

Supposing these wild Indians should chance to come near
We will unite together our hearts free from care,
We will march down into the town my boys, and give the fatal blow,
We will lay down, &c.


TRADITIONAL

ODE TO THE SUECREW

When all of us have had our fun
And the next day's rest has just begun
Into the club, march Sue and her mob.
They scrub and they polish, for that is their job.

But they also pick up the food that's been tipped
And they deal with the furnishings that have been ripped.
They clean up the shit and they clean up the spew
I wouldn't do it! Tell me truly- Would You?
And do Sue and her gang earn mighty wages?
Of course they do! they have done for ages!
But, what these girls earn, and the pay they receive
Are just not related. I don't wish to deceive.
So all of us members should be grateful to Sue
And show some respect for her and her crew.
If you spill someone's pint, you buy them a beer.
Never one for the cleaner, isn't that queer?
She's the person who will clear up your mess
Yet none of us think we should offer redress.
So the least we can do, if we're to call ourselves men
Is to show them some gratitude, now and again.

BATO

Peggy The Three Legged Pig

I visited granddad down on his farm,
And at once I noticed with some alarm,
That one of his pigs, an old sow called Peg
Appeared to be missing one of her legs.
I said to my granddad, "Bampy" says I
"See that old sow- over there by the sty,
She's got just three legs when it ought to be four."
Well Granddad was angry, He let out a roar.
"If you don't like that pig then you are a fool-
"Last week your cousin fell in the pool.
"Well up jumped old Peg and in she did dive
"And thanks to that pig, young Fred's still alive."
I said "No doubt she's great, and medals will adorn her
"But Bamps, she should have a leg at each corner."
Said granddad "Young Paul. Don't call me a liar!
"If it wasn't for Peg, your gran would have died in a fire.
"Peg smelt the smoke and dragged gran from her bed.
"If it wasn't for Peggy your gran would be dead."
I said "Granddad, Please, Why won't you listen?
"That heroic pig has got a leg missing."
Granddad moaned "I'm ashamed, you're letting me down.
"Really young Paul, you've lived too long in town.
"My dear Grandson, you've nowt but a dunce.
"You don't eat a good pig like that all at once."

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