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Johnny Bull, My Jo, John O Johnny Bull, my jo, John, I wonder what you mean; Are you on foreign conquest bent, or what ambitious scheme? Now list to brother Jonathan, your fruitless plans forego, Remain on your fast-anchored isle, O Johnny Bull, my jo. O Johnny Bull, my jo, John, don't come across the main; Our fathers bled and suffered, John, our freedom to maintain, And him who in the cradle, John, repelled the ruthless foe, Provoke not when to manhood grown, O Johnny Bull, my jo. O Johnny Bull, my jo, John, on Erie's distant shores, See how the battle rages, and loud the cannon roars; But Perry taught our seamen to crush the assailing foe, He met and made them ours, O Johnny Bull, my jo. What though at Washington a base marauding band; Our monuments of art, John, destroyed with ruthless hand ? It was a savage warfare, beneath a generous foe, And brings the more disgrace on you, O Johnny Bull my jo. O Johnny Bull, my jo, John, when all your schemes have failed, To wipe away the stigmas, John, for New Orleans you sailed; Far heavier woes await thee, John, for Jackson meets the foe, Whose name and fame's immortal, O Johnny Bull, my jo. Your schemes to gather laurels here I guess were badly planned; We have whipped you on the ocean, jo, we have bothered you on land. Then hie to old England, John, thy fruitless plans forego And haste to thy fast-anchored isle O Johnny Bull, my jo. Tune: John Anderson, My Jo Note: From War of 1812
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