On your side or mine o' the seethin' brine.
Uncle Sam is free, and he sez, sez he:—
"If assassins gang 'em
I'm game to hang 'em,
An' so git rid on 'em soon," sez he.
'Tis well for sleek cits for to lounge on their soffies,
And chat about "Law and Order," an' sich.
A formula pleasant for them in office,
Home-stayin' idlers, well-guarded rich.
Uncle SAM is free, but he sez, sez he:—