William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
The Budget of BlundersT
Of lawyers, rogues, and wonders,
The budget that I’ll sing, you’ll find
The budget full of blunders.
Yankee doodle to’t we go,
Words we scorn so handy,
To serve a friend or fight a foe,
Our tars they are the dandy.
Immediately knock under,
Swore every frigate soon he’d take—
O! Johnny, what a blunder.
Yankee doodle, &c.
He’d capture and be merrier:
A blunder that he dearly bought,—
For why?—She took the Guerriere.
Yankee doodle, &c.
Our navy melancholic,
Till, meeting with a Wasp, he found
A blunder in his Frolic.
Yankee doodle, &c.
Successfully her thunder:
And make our bold Decatur yield,—
O! Careen, what a blunder.
Yankee doodle, &c.
While cutting seas asunder,
A frigate of the Yankee fleet,
And made a woful blunder.
Yankee doodle, &c.
John Bull still strove to scorn it,
Until his strutting Peacock came,
And blunder’d on a Hornet.
Yankee doodle, &c.
“The Yankees shall knock under,”
And nail’d the flag to the mast-head—
An Enterprising blunder.
Yankee doodle, &c.
They’d have command of Erie,
But soon they found a Yankee host
When blundering on our Perry,
Yankee doodle, &c.
Our seamen doing wonders:
And Britain’s naval records be
A budget still of blunders.
Yankee doodle, &c.