I du believe the people want
A tax on teas an’ coffees,
Thet nothin’ aint extravygunt—
Purvidin’ I’m in office;
Fer I hev loved my country sence
My eye-teeth filled their sockets
An’ Uncle Sam[128] I reverence,
Partic’larly his pockets.
I du believe in any plan
O’ levyin’ the taxes,