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NOW BONEY IS AWA'.
NOW Boney is awa'
From his warring and fightin',
He is gone to the place
That be ne’er can delight in;
He may sit now and tell
Of the scenes he hath seen a'.
While forlorn he doth mourn
In the Isle of St. Helena.
No more at St. Cloud's
He ll appear in great splendor;
Nor go forth with his crowds,
Like the great Alexander.
He may sigh to the winds,
By the great mount Diana,
With his eye o er the waves
That surrounds St. Helena.
Now Lousiana weeps
For her husband departed;
She dreams while she sleeps,
And she wakes broken hearted.
Not a friend to condole,
Even those that might, they winna;
