But, we all now swear,
You never shall have your will!
Old Sesesh! I’ve known you in days gone by,
Old Sesesh! you wanted to nul-li-fy!
Long time ago you badgered us,
And tried, the land to rule,
But we flogged you well with a Hickory rod,
In brave old Jackson’s school!
Begone, Sesesh! in South Carolina rest!
Begone, Sesesh! the snake is your proper crest!