HICKSIE.
Ets a mighty bad way dey's got ole Hicks in,
'Case things won't stay de how he's fixin;
Keep away, keep away,
Keep 'way from Hicksie's land.
He say de folks got bees dere head in,
Dey say de Gub'ner's head's got lead in;
Keep away, keep away,
Keep 'way from Hicksie's land.
Chorus - Den hab pity on ole Hicksie,
Boo-hoo, boo-hoo!
By Hicksie's land
He wants to stand,
An' lib an' die ole Hicksie.
Boo-hoo, boo-hoo -
Boo-hoo for Gubner Hicksie!
He fust were Souf from head to bottom,
An' swar he yearn him bread by cotton;
Keep away! &c.
He vowed de Souf mus' hab her lebbel,
Or else he'd rear an' raise de debbel;
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - And he was a brave ole Hicksie, &c.
He called de Norf a cheat an' coward,
An' blowed about de land o' Howard;
Keep away! &c.
He swar' dough we was small in size,
We'd skeer de Norf to Compermise.
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - He was a game ole Hicksie! &c.
But den Abe Linkum sont to fetch him,
An' tell'd him dat Jeff Davis ketch him;
Keep away! &c.
An' so he swow de Souf war sinnin',
An' had been so from de beginnin'.
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - Dey diddled poor ole Hicksie, &c.
De people riz upon de Yankee,
Et skeer'd ole Hicks, so he tolled 'em "thankee!"
Keep away! &c.
An' sont off for de Legislator,
(Dem folkses what he lubs to natur.)
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - Dars trubbel for ole Hicksie, &c.
De Legislater dey much grieb him,
Dey tell de people "don't belieb him;"
Look away! &c.
He tells 'em back dat dey all muss' quit,
An' gibs to Linkum ebery muskit.
Look away! &c.
Chorus - Den pity poor ole Hicksie, &c.
De Legislater gits de better
Ob Hicksie when he writes a letter;
Keep away! &c.
But he kin beat 'em out all holler,
In tellin' tales too big to swaller.
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - We brags on Gubner Hicksie, &c.
To-day ole Gubner Hicksie's blowin',
An' tellin ole Abe an' Scott to "go in":
Fire awav! &c.
To-morrow 'spec he'll go a fishin
In Boston Bay for abolishin.
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - We'll bet on Gubner Hicksie, &c.
Ef you cannot guess which road he'll trabbel -
De Norvern dirt, or de Souvern grabbel;
Keep away! &c.
Dars one ting sure as hoein' tater,
He'll go for Hicks, agin all natur!
Keep away! &c.
Chorus - Den pity poor ole Hicksie, &c.
Spencer
