Pious Hope

The Two Bridges


THE CHIEF OF THE WEST.
Tune. — The Spring time of year is coming.

The Chief of the West is coming, coming,
Whigs all must muster, night and day.
Throughout the land they’re humming, humming.
And all their cry is CLAY, boys,
And all their cry is CLAY, boys;
Great Freedom’s bird soars lighter,
Each patriot’s hope is brighter,
And freemen as they meet, now,
All shout through hall and street now—
The chief of the west is coming, coming,
Whigs all must muster night and day.
Throughout the land they’re humming, humming,
And all their cry is Clay, boys.

Each patriot’s heart is swelling, swelling,
With hope of Clay and prosperous days,
Large meetings now are telling, telling,
That all will go for Clay, boys,
Clay’ll make the Corporal guard retreat,
With all who mock the people’s will,
And while he fills the lofty seat,
The land with wealth and peace he’ll fill,
The Chief of the west, is coming, coming,
Whigs all must muster, night and day.
Throughout the land they’re humming, humming.
And all their cry is Clay, boys.


Notes:

The Chief of the West is Henry Clay.

The “Corporal guard” is the name Clay gave to Tyler’s supporters in Congress.


Tomorrow: Clay Our Nation’s Glory

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