Ez wal ez you an’ me!”
God means to make this land, John,
Clear thru’ from sea to sea,
Believe an’ understand, John,
The wuth o’ being free.
Ole Uncle S. sez he, “I guess,
God’s price is high,” sez he;
“But nothin’ else than wut He sells
Wears long, an’ thet J.B.
May learn like you an’ me!”