AIR -- 'Old King Cole'
  
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  Old north bend was a jolly old soul and a jolly old soul was he
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  He called for pipe and he called for his bowl and he called for his committee of three
  
  He called for a mug of apple juice, the best there was in the larder
  And he told his committee 'Make no excuse, every day it is growing harder!'
  
  And the General sat by his own fireside in the midst of advisers three
  "I'm puzzled" said he, "With my numerous friends, why can they not quiet be?"
  
  "Some ask me one thing, some ask another they bother me most to death
  If I say yes and no to this, that and t'other 'twill surely take all my breath"
  
  "If I say yes to the north, I'm gone at the south; I'm glad that the nation's no wider
  I declare I am very much down at the mouth so give us a swing of that cider"
  
  [The committee sat -- not a word they said, but they kept up a terrible thinking
  And they watched the nod of the old man's head, while he the mug of cider was drinking]
  
  At length they spoke, "We've concluded sir, that you answer no more of these letters
  'Tis strange how the people, poor ignorant souls will constantly pester their betters"
  
  "You can hand them all over to us, North Bend, we'll be general for you a while
  But we'll give you advice, the advice of a friend: Drink cider, drink or you'll spile!"
  
  The general nodded as wont to do to this lordly committee of three
  And ever since then the old man is mum for a still small voice is he
  
  Go down to North Bend, the old hero you'll find, as jolly a coon as can be
  But question him not, or he'll send you away, To ask his Committee of three!
  
  [Since harrison's popularity seemed to grow in almost direct proportion to his studied evasiveness on the issues,  the Democrats may have used this song to ridicule Harrison's "'Committee of Correspondence'. However, since Van Buren was so unpopular, the General's 'above the battle stance' made him even more appealing. A 'Coon' was the mascot for the Whig party.]