THE PLAINS OF MEXICO Slow CHORUS *San-ta An-na gain'd the day,Hoo-ray, San-ta SOLO Anna! He gain'd the day, I hear them say Solo [All along the plains of Mex - i - co. Chorus Solo Chorus Solo Solo Chorus Santa Anna fought for fame, Hooray, Santa Anna! He fought for fame and gained his name It was a fierce and awful strife, He met the foe and fought for life, Moderately RIO GRANDE Ri o Grande is no place for me, Pronounced by sailors Santiana, a chantey commemorating the President of Mexico during the war with the United States. REFRAIN RIO GRANDE 263 SOLO A-way.. Rio!.. I'll pack my bag and go to sea For we're bound to Rio Grande. CHORUS And a · way Ri. 0,.. way. Rio, . . Sing fare you well, my Solo bon-ny young lass,For we're bound to Ri-o Grande. Refrain Solo The anchor is weighed and the sails they are set, Away Rio! The girls that we're leaving we'll never Refrain For we're bound to Rio Grande. Solo Refrain Solo So, good-by, fair ladies we know in this town, Away Rio! We've left you enough to buy a silk gown, Refrain For we're bound to Rio Grande. Solo Refrain Solo Refrain Chorus We've a ship stout and strong, and a jolly good crew, Away Rio! A brass-knuckled mate, and a rough skip per too, For we're bound to Rio Grande. And away Rio, etc. Way,. roll and go! And she drinks rum and Solo Refrain chews to-bacco, Spend my mon-ey on Sal-ly Brown. Sally Brown she's a Creole lady, Way, roll and go! Solo She's the mother of a negro baby, Refrain Spend my money on Sally Brown. Solo Refrain Seven long years I courted Sally, Solo The sweetest flower in the valley, Refrain Spend my money on Sally Brown. Solo Refrain Solo Refrain Solo Refrain WE'RE ALL BOUND TO GO 265 Seven long years, and she wouldn't marry, Way, roll and go! So I'll away, I will not tarry, Spend my money on Sally Brown. Now my troubles they're all over, She is married to a negro soldier, *This chantey had its origin in the days of Mr. Tapscott's packet ships in the North Atlantic, about 1850. CHORUS vers-ing with old Tap-scott, And a - way, my Johnnie boys,We're all bound to go. . Solo "Good morning, Mr. Tapscott," "Good morning, fair maid," said he, Chorus Heave away, my Johnnies, heave away! "Have you got a packet-ship Solo To carry me 'cross the sea?" Chorus And away, my Johnnie boys, Solo "Oh, yes I have a clipper ship, Solo Chorus Heave away, my Johnnies, heave away! Chorus And away, my Johnnie boys, Solo Solo She sails away at break of day, Chorus Heave away, my Johnnies, heave away! Chorus And away, my Johnnie boys, We're all bound to go. |