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Posted By: Joe Offer
18-Jan-08 - 12:48 AM
Thread Name: Online Songbook:Put's Original California Songster
Subject: ADD: Poker Jim (from Stone)
Poker Jim. [AIR—Raging Canal]
Now I'll tell you of my history since eighteen forty-seven, When I lived in old Missouri, and my home was like a heaven; I had a buxom little wife, as purty as could be— She said as how she loved me well, and I'm certain I loved she.
But there came a lot of news along, I shall ne'er forget the day, About there being lots of gold in Cal-i-for-nia: I said, "Goodbye" unto my wife, though my heart felt many pains, But thought the road to fortune, sure, lay straight across the Plains.
The first place that I got into is now called Placerville, In them days it was Hangtown, but they thought that ungenteel: I went to work right willingly, with shovel, pick, and pan, And every chunk of gold saved for my Mary Ann.
In about two years I made a pile, though things were awful dear, And then I started home agaia, to fetch my wife out here; I took passage by the steamer, just because it was so quick, But I'll never travel so no more, for the darned thing made me sick.
I stayed at home for half a year, and then we left for good. My wife and children all were well, I was in a merry mood: I bought a right good ox-team, and a wagon for the trip, And, when we started, Mary Ann said, "Joshua, let 'em rip!"
We had a very pleasant time, and all got safely through, I went to work right willingly, and so did my wife, too: To make my home a happy one, my Mary Ann did try, But very shortly after that, began my mis-e-ry.
There was a noted gam-ba-lier a living in our camp, They called him Poker Jim, and, oh! he was an awful scamp; He used to come and talk to her, while I tried to make a strike, And said she was a fool to love such an ugly d—d d—d Pike.
One night I felt almighty tired, I'd been at work all day, When I got home the neighbors said my wife had run away: My heart was nearly bursting, and my head began to swim, She'd left a letter saying as how she'd eloped* with Poker Jim.
I tried to keep my dander up, but felt awful bad of course, For the d—d d—d critter she commenced an action for divorce; She got it, and with Poker Jim she went off and got wed, And the only ground she got it on, was because I snored in bed!
Put's Original California Songster, pp. 56-57
Lyrics and tune in Dwyer & Lingenfelter, The Songs of the Gold Rush, p. 58 - taken from Johnson's Comic Songs