Sweet Betsy from Pike

Words by John A. Stone; tune by John Parry, 1858

2. One evening quite early they camped on the Platte,
'Twas near by the road on a green shady flat;
Sweet Betsy, grew weary, lay down to repose,
While Isaac stood gazing at his Pike County rose.

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3. They soon reached the desert, where Betsy gave out,
And Down in the sand she lay rolling about;
While Ike in great wonder looked on in surprise,
Saying, "Betsy, get up, you'll get sand in your eyes."

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4. They stopped at Salt Lake to inquire the way,
And Brigham he swore that sweet Betsy should stay;
But Betsy got scared and she run like a deer,
While Brigham stood pawing the earth like a steer.

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5. The Injuns came down in a wild yelling horde,
And Betsy was scared they would scalp her adored;
Behind the front wagon wheel Betsy did crawl,
And there she fought Injuns with musket and ball.

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6. The horses ran off, the cattle all died
The last piece of bacon that morning was fried
Poor Ike got discouraged, Betsy got mad
The dog wagged his tail and looked wonderfully sad.

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7. They climbed to the top of a very high hill,
And they stood looking down upon old Placerville;
Ike shouted and said, as he cast his eyes down,
"Sweet Betsy, my darling, we've got to Hangtown."

 

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