BANKS OF THE SACRAMENTO
As I was rollin' down the strand
I met two fairies hand in hand
Hoc-dah, hoo-dah, day!
Now, boys blow! To Califomia go
There's plenty of gold, so I've been told
On the banks of the Sacramento.
I chose the one with the curly links,
She let me chase her o'er the rocks
I chased her high, I chased her low
I fell down and broke me toe.
Off to the doctor I did go
And I showed him my big toe.
In come the doctor with a big bloomin' lance
"Now, young sailor, I'll make you dance!"
In came the nurse with a mustard poultice
Banged it on, but I took no notice.
Now I'm well and free from pain
I'll never court flash gals again.