How that a god would come to them, and set the island right;
And how he should be orful tall, and likewise pearly white.
Now when they saw this Samuel approachin’ on his raft,
The news through all the island shades was quickly telegrapht,
How all their tribulations would speedily be past,
’Cos the long-expected sucker was invadin’ ’em at last.
Now when Sam Jackson stept ashore, as modest as you please,
Nine thousand bloomin’ savages received him on their knees;
He looked around in wonderment, regardin’ it as odd,
Not bein’ much accustomed to be worshipped as a god.