Mcclellan Is The Man Poem by William Shakespeare Hays

Mcclellan Is The Man

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The cruel war must have an end;
I'll tell you what we'll do;
We'll cast our votes for 'Little Mac,'
We're bound to put him through.
The widow's wails and orphan's tears
Prevailing o'er the land
Pray heaven to send a rare relief-
McClellan is the man.

CHORUS:
Shout! boys, shout!
and rally all you can,
We'll have another Washington-
McClellan is the man!

Corruption sits in places high,
And Shoddy rules the roast;
'Fight on!' is still Corruption's cry,
'More spoils!' is Shoddy's boast.
But we, the people, sov'reigns all,
Declare our righteous cause;
'The Constitution as it is,
The Union as it was.'

CHORUS

This cruel war will never cease
Until the South comes back;
The only man to do the work
Is glorious 'Little Mac.'
Then let us put him in the chair,
And he will give us peace;
For 'Peace in Union' is his sin,
And war's alarms will cease.

CHORUS

Let's heal dissentions and unite,
Then, stronger than be-fore,
We'll bear our banner through the world,
The flag our fathers bore.
In many stripes and golden stars
Shall give the people ease;
And all th'opressed of every clime
Will hail our happy peace.

CHORUS

The hot-heads South cried 'Let's secede,'
But find it doesn't pay;
The hot-heads North cried 'Confiscate,
And then we'll have our way.'
But both have failed and always will;
There is a better plan:
We'll choose a righteous President-
McClellan is the man!

CHORUS

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