Transcribed as printed in The Atlanta Constitution, Februaru 18th, 1900, p. 19: https://www.fold3.com/image/80062774

There's Trouble In the Land
("Bob" Franklin)

They voted loud, they voted long,
Oh, Lord, take the children out of Pharaoh's hand.
But Hissem changed his little song,
Oh, Lord, take the children out of Pharaoh's hand;
And Rummins like a little man,
Oh, Lord, take the children out of Pharaoh's hand,
Did take a grander, nobler stand.

CHORUS
Oh, Lord, there's trouble in the land;
Oh, Lord, there's trouble in the land;
Oh, Lord, there's trouble in the land;
Oh, Lord, take the children out of Pharaoh's hand.

And Carpenter from the mountains high
Did also say, "Good God, goodbye,"
And for one from his native land
Did cast his vote and there's he'll stand.

Dr. James did chaw and bat his eye,
Why, he looked as he was 'bout to cry,
Oh, wasn't that a mighty jolt
When Hissem cast his vote for Holt?

Old Blandford scowled and pulled his beard,
And Lyons like a little bird,
Did fly from out that 'sembly hall
And to his gum-shoe boss did bawl.

Hunter said, "Go back in there,
Take old Hissem by the hair,
Give him fits, it'll do him good;
I'd do it myself if only I could."

Lyons did straightaway go back
And at Mr. Hissem took a crack,
But it wran to chaw the rag,
For Hissem said "just Lyons brag."

Again Lyons came with downcast look
And said old Hissem is on that book,
And looks to me he's thar to stay,
As for you he won't one word say.

Landis, noble man and true,
No longer serves the famed gum-shoe,
He said that he had been deceived
If Hunter's script could be believed.

Hunter said, "Go way, go way,
For this is my unlucky day,
I thought that I was doing well,
But this whole damn thing has gone to hell.

"But I says, boys, did you all know
Of the row kicked up by H. J. Poor?
He cast his vote against John Boyle
For the sake of all the men that toil.

Poor did rise up out his seat
And said, "If old Joe Blackburn's beat,
It must be by one without guile,
And such an one is not Carlisle."

They lit on Kaufman all spread out,
But before they knew what we were 'bout
James and Walton were sad of feeling,
For their dear feet were on the ceiling.

Goebel, learned man and brave,
Said, "You shan't sneak through Ike Wilson's grave
And steal that U. S. senate seat,
And Stege helped the thieves to beat."

Bronston, noble man and true,
Did grandly stand for us, for you,
Noblest Roman, aye, of all,
Who stood and spoke in senate hall.

That Sabbath night shame, shame to tell,
We heard the ringing of that bell,
'Twas call to arms by tyrant scared,
Lest tyrant Ceasar's fate he fared

With braying brass and beating drums
Pharaoh Bradley's host did come.
But another day for freedom's won
Without the firing of a gun.

Jack Chinn, so feared, no Brutus proved,
But Moses like 'mongst soldiers moved;
About our streets with smiles he walked
To see Kentucky's Pharaoh balked.

Free silver democrats as true as steel,
Say they will die for party weal;
But I must tell you this plain fact,
We have had some who flew the track.

Concluding chorus:
Oh, Lord, there's joy in the land,
Oh, Lord, there's joy in the land,
Oh, Lord, there's joy in the land,
Since the Lord took the children out of Pharaoh's hands.


This song is intended to be descriptive of the senatorial race and of Governor Bradley ordering out the troops to quell Colonel Chinn and his companions.

The article also has quite a bit of interesting details about Kentucky politics, but this is the relevant parts.