  O, it's good-bye, Mister Speaker, when the motion to adjourn Says the stuff is off forever and forbids us to return! And there's much of tears and laughter, much rejoicing and regret, At the measures we enacted and the things we didn't get; But the sixty days are over! And this hope each heart imbues That the people are forgiving and our errors will excuse! It was sixty days of labor with but little recompense; It was sixty days of struggle with the rivalries intense; It was sixty days of effort to enthrone the people's will, And to legislate the good things and the evil things to kill; And if we but scanty trophies for our battles can display, Still it's good-bye, Mister Speaker! We are going home today! We have found there's something mighty in the large affairs of state, For there stand so many fellows plucking at the public goose, That it's moving lofty mountains when you try to pull 'em loose! But it's good-bye, Mister Speaker! If we failed to do the best, Let's be glad at what we purposed and surrender all the rest! It is pretty safe to figure that the legislature man Shall receive but scanty praises though he does the best he can, And with fellows on the left of him and fellows on the right, Full of sage advice and counsel, his is not a happy plight; But the record has been written and for us it stands for aye, So, it's good-bye, Mister Speaker! We are going home today! O, it's good-bye, Mister Speaker, and it's farewell this and that, And it's wish you well, my brother, with the work you labor at! And if we have missed our calling and we don't deserve applause, Nevermore we'll leave the furrow just to tinker at the laws; But it's good-bye, Mister Speaker! We are going home today! |
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