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Day 264 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
The Mexican-American War was a conflict between the United States and Mexico, fought from April 1846 to February 1848. It stemmed from the annexation of the Republic of Texas by the U.S. in 1845 and from a dispute over whether Texas ended at the Nueces River (the Mexican claim) or the Rio Grande (the U.S. claim).
Sandburg writes: "On his walking trip from the Great Lakes to the Great Plains, Franz Rickaby met this survivor of the years of the War with Mexico."
In Native American Balladry Malcom Laws lists this as an American song, with no known relatives. (from The Traditional Ballad Index)
Day 264 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
The Mexican-American War was a conflict between the United States and Mexico, fought from April 1846 to February 1848. It stemmed from the annexation of the Republic of Texas by the U.S. in 1845 and from a dispute over whether Texas ended at the Nueces River (the Mexican claim) or the Rio Grande (the U.S. claim).
Sandburg writes: "On his walking trip from the Great Lakes to the Great Plains, Franz Rickaby met this survivor of the years of the War with Mexico."
In Native American Balladry Malcom Laws lists this as an American song, with no known relatives. (from The Traditional Ballad Index)
![When the Chariot Comes
Day 232 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
Sandburg writes: An old-time black spiritual When the Chariot Comes [about the Rapture] was made by mountaineers into Shell Be Comin Round the Mountain, and the song spread to railroad work gangs in the midwest in the 1890s.
James J. Fuld, The Book of World-Famous Music reports that substantially this melody was in print in 1899 in Old Plantation Hymns, but the text was When the Chariot Comes. Fuld assumes the Round the Mountain lyrics are more recent (he knows of no printing before Sandburg). When the Chariot Comes](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/aeM1zO10Se4/mqdefault.jpg)
![Driving Saw Logs on the Plover
Day 248 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
Winter was the big time for work in the logging camps. The logs cut during winter were floated to the saw mills as the frozen rivers loosened up for the drive in the spring. Boys needed on the farms in summer and fall took a turn at logging in the winter. So there was plenty of argument on whether a farm hand or a shanty-boy had the better of it, in pay and cash or in favor with the girls. . . .
In M. C. Deans collection The Flying Cloud is an old song I Love My Sailor Boy, [ed. note: I can find no tune for this song, so it goes unrecorded at this time.] with a mothers advice and a daughters scorn in two verses:
Then wed a steady farmers son that whistles at the plow,
And then you will have time enough to tend both sheep and cows.
But your sailor hell carouse and drink whenever he comes on shore,
And when his money is spent and gone, hell sail the seas for more.
A fig for all your farmers sons! Such lovers I disdain.
There is not one among them dare face the raging main.
And when the winds are howling and the billows are white as snow,
Ill venture my life with the lad that dare go where stormy winds do blow.
The text and tune here were notated by Franz Rickaby from W. N. Allen of Wausau, Wisconsin. Allen composed the verses in 1873, using the tune of an old song about a mothers words to her son as he went away to the Crimean War. Driving Saw Logs on the Plover](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/afZexqeebDU/mqdefault.jpg)

![Standing on the Walls of Zion
Day 305 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
First published in Carl Sandburgs 1927 The American Songbag.
Sandburg writes: The barber shop harmonizers of midwest towns used to make up their own melodies and then mix in the words. In Galesburg [Sandburgs birthplace], boys from the Q. railroad shops, from Colton’s foundry and the Purington brickyards, would meet in front of Brown’s hotel or the Union hotel, practice with their voices as they strolled off Main Street, and then make the rounds of the ice-cream “sociables” held by various churches on a summer evening.
Some boys would find the girls they were looking for. Others stayed with the bunch and sang. One of the favorite pieces, about the time of the Chicago anarchist case [The Haymarket Square Incident, May 4, 1886], was this white man’s spiritual. Standing on the Walls of Zion](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/bLuC7v2kGdo/mqdefault.jpg)
![Capn I Believe
Day 224 of the American Songbag Stay-at-Home Series
Sandburg writes: When Tubman K. Hedrick, poet and philosopher, was a water boy on a building construction job in a Texas town, he heard blacks, going up a ladder with hods [a builders V-shaped open trough of mortar on a pole, used for carrying bricks and building supplies], chanting Capn, I believe to the bricklayers above who replied as our text indicates. It reminds us of one Pat who told one Mike, ”All I do is carry the bricks up the ladder the man on top does all the work.
Sandburg is the only reference listed in The Traditional Ballad Index. Capn I Believe](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/bdsZxan7L6Q/mqdefault.jpg)





