The Working-Man's Song.

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TUNE — There is nae luck about the house.
[The last four lines of each stanza form the chorus.]

Times won't be right, 'tis plain to see,
Till Tyler runs his race;
But when we'll have a better man
To put into his place.
For now we'll rouse with might and main,
And work, and work away,
And work, work, work, work,
And put in HENRY CLAY.
For now we'll rouse, &c.

The FARMERS want good times again,
To sell their wheat and pork;
And so to put in HENRY CLAY,
They're going right to work.

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They'll plough and sow, and reap and mow,
And thresh, and thresh away,
And thresh, thresh, thresh, thresh,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll plough and sow, &c.

The LABORING MEN, who want more work,
And higher wages too,
Will help to put in Harry Clay,
With better times in view.
They'll saw and chop, and grub and dig
And shovel and shovel away,
And shovel, shovel, shovel, shovel,
And vote for HENRY CLAY,
They'll saw and chop, &c.

The WEAVERS too will go to work
For a Tariff and Henry Clay;
They'll make us all the cloth we want,
If they can have fair play.
They'll reel and spool and wind,
And weave, and weave away
And weave, weave, weave, weave,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll reel and spool, &c.

We want no clothing ready made,
From England or from France;
We've TAILORS here who know their trade —
They ought to have a chance.
They'll cut and baste, and hem and press,
And stitch, and stitch away,
And stitch, stitch, stitch, stitch,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll cut, &c.

The HATTERS do not want to see
Their kettles standing dry;
And so they'll go for Henry Clay,
And then the fur will fly.
They'll nap, and block, and color, and bind

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And finish, and finish away,
And finish, finish, finish, finish,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll nap and block, &c.

SHOEMAKERS, too, with right good will,
Will join the working throng;
And what they do for Henry Clay,
They'll do both neat and strong.
They'll crimp, and cut, and last, and stitch,
And ball, and ball away,
And ball, ball, ball, ball,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll crimp and cut, &c.

The COOPERS know when farmers thrive,
Their trade is always best;
And so they'll go with one accord,
For "Harry of the West."
They'll dress, and truss, and croze,
And hoop, and hoop away;
And hoop, hoop, hoop, hoop,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll dress and raise, &c.

The BLACKSMITHS will roll up their sleeves,
Their sledges they will swing,
And at the name of Henry Clay
They'll make their anvils ring.
They'll blow, and strike, and forge, and weld,
And hammer, and hammer away.
And hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll blow and strike, &c.

And thus we'll work, and thus we'll sing,
Till Tyler's race is run;
And then we'll have to fill his place,
Kentucky's favorite son.
For now we'll rouse with might and main,

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And work and work away,
And work, work, work, work,
To put in HENRY CLAY.
For now we'll rouse, &c.

ADDITIONAL STANZAS

The TANNERS, ne'er yet known to lag,
Or from their duty stray,
With willing hearts and able hands,
Will shovel in the Clay.
They'll brake, and lime, and flesh, and bate,
And tan, and tan away,
And tan, tan, tan, tan,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll brake and lime, &c.

The CURRIERS, too, will toe the mark,
When comes election day;
They'll "Tariff" sing — "Protection" shout,
And go for Henry Clay.
They'll shave, and scour, and stuff, and black,
And gloss, and gloss away,
And gloss, gloss, gloss, gloss,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll shave and scour, &c.

The CARPENTERS know Henry Clay
Is always sound and true;
They always like clear stuff to work,
When they've a job to do.
They'll frame, and raise, and cover, and floor,
And plane, and plane away,
And plane, plane, plane, plane,
And vote for HENRY CLAY,
They'll frame and raise, &c.

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The POTTERS must have first rate Clay,
If they would make good ware;
They'll get the best from old Kentuck,
For Henry Clay is there.
They'll grind, and knead, and make their bowls,
And throw, and throw away,
And throw, throw, throw, throw,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll grind and knead, &c.

The CABINET MAKERS do not like
That work that Tyler does;
But Henry Clay can make his ware
With joints both true and close.
They'll clean off their work, and varnish and rub,
And polish, and polish away,
And polish, polish, polish, polish,
And vote for HENRY CLAY.
They'll clean off their work, &c.

The PRINTERS think that "capitals"
Should fill the "upper case;"
And "HENRY CLAY FOR PRESIDENT,"
Each true Whig sheet will grace.
They'll set, make up, and put to press,
And pull, and pull away,
And pull, pull, pull, pull,
And vote for HENRY CLAY
They'll set, make up, &c.

BOOKBINDERS, too, with willing hand,
Will handle calf and sheep,
And sing "Hurrah for Harry Clay,"
As at their work they keep.
They'll cut, and back, and gild and stamp,
And stamp, and stamp away,
And stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp,
And press for HARRY CLAY.
They'll cut and back, &c.