Hodge’s Emancipation.
The elections will be early, will be early, brother dear;
There is no doubt we’ll have to vote before another year.
The parson and the squire, they say, are quite polite to-day,
And think it will be most unkind if we don’t vote their way.
They forget we were the black sheep—the blackest of our time—
Were only fit to till the ground and feed our master’s swine;
Now they declare by us to stand for ever and a day,
If we will vote their way, brother—will only vote their way.
As I came up the valley brother, whom think ye I should see