Yust den ub come Stonewall Jack,
Riden on his hosses’ pack,
Under his prows he squinted his eyes,
By golly de olt flag make him much surprise.
“Halt!” vell efery man stood him sdill,
“Fire!” vas echoed from hill to hill;
Id broke her strings of dot nighd-gown,
Put olt Babra she vas round.
She freezed on dot olt flag right quick,
Und oud of der vindow her head did stick: