And that was the wayThe deuce was to payAs it always is, at the close of the dayThat gave us]], Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!(With some restrictions, the fault]], finders say)That which, please God, we will keep for ayeOur National Independence!
Here’s to the dayThat wondrous May,A-roaming through the heather,When her little shoesAnd my big bootsWere out on the hills together.And here’s to the nightOf our delight,That held the stars in tether,When her little shoesAnd my big bootsWere under the bed together.bliss carman