The Whigs Didn’t like Jackson Either

WHIG QUODLIBET

As sung by the Philadelphia Clay Minstrels.

Oh Polk! Oh Polk!
Don’t you know you’ll end in smoke!
For up Salt River you must go Polk!
And the way you’ll go up won’t be slow Polk!
Oh Polk! Oh Polk!
Don’t you know you’ll end in smoke!
You may run and your friends all may do their very best,
But twill all be in vain you’ll find;
For the log cabin boys go for Harry of the West,
And you’ll soon see that you can’t shine;
You must mind that you’re about,
For as sure as you are born,
You are bound to fizzle out
At the small end of the horn.
Oh Polk! Oh Polk!

NOTES:

A “quodlibet” is:  (1.)  1. archaic: a  topic for or exercise in philosophical or theological discussion; or (2.) literary:  a lighthearted medley of well-known tunes.

The tune may be well-known (or was well known in 1844), but it isn’t given.

“Polk” is James Knox Polk, Democratic candidate for president in 1844.