WE HAVE MORE MONEY FOR WAR YET NOT ENOUGH TO FEED THE POOR! I COME FROM WAY DOWN RIVER HAD TOO MUCH TO DRINK ON MY LIVER JUST LET ME SEND A TELEGRAPH BEFORE YOU ROUSE MY WRATH DON'T BE IGNORANT IN LIFE OR GET CAUGHT UP IN STRIFE AND MY CUP RUNNETH OVER AS I TRIPPED IN THE RED CLOVER RIDE ON FOR A LONG ASS TIME 'FORE YOU FIT TO MAKE A RHYME THOUGH I WALK THE VALLEY OF DEATH I SHALL DUELY CATCH MY BREATH THY ROD AND THY STAFF WITH ME AND YOUR LAUGH