Santiana

Se også Ut i Pomeranz (Santi Anna)

Oh, Santiana won the day.
Hooray Santianna!
Oh, Santiana gained the day.
All along the plains of Mexico!

He gained the day at Monterey,
An’ General Taylor ran away.

All of his men were brave and true,
All his soldiers strong and true.

‘Twas a fierce an’ bitter strife,
Hand to hand they fought for life.

Santiana’s men were brave,
Many found a soldier’s grave.

Oh, Santiana had to pay,
The men who helped him gain the day.

A dollar a day was a soldier’s pay,
But many thousands fell that day.

‘Twas on the field of Monterey,
Santiana lost a leg that day.

Oh, Santiana’s gone away,
Far from the field of Monterey.

Oh, Santiana’s dead an’ gone,
An’ all the fightin’ has bin done.

Santiana wuz a dam’ fine man,
till he fouled hawse wi’ Ol’ Uncle Sam.

Now Santiana pushes his gold,
Around Cape Horn in the ice an’ cold.

We’ll dig his grave with a silver spade,
An’ mark the spot where he was laid.

Oh, Santiana now we mourn,
We left him buried off Cape Horn.

We left him deep way off Cape Horn,
Close to the place where he was born.