Show the hive of bees ay BY CHARLES DERRY DERBY tune tho the englishman here is a ilive of bees in the far famei famed west beneath a clear blue sky with willi health and wealth we are truly blest from the hand of god goj on high let us gather honey hone y from e every ery flower whether lose or hemlock dread and strive to improve each flee fleeting tida hour eer ner the he precious time has hed fled CHORUS we were drove from file the eat east eart by a murderous mur drous band bani and have ha e found a hive in this peaceful land our oin deadly foert in their thair daric dark career have tracked racked our weary steps 11 it their aie are sheathed nor once made bare while they the y speak with honey honega lips lip yet weather meather mea Wea lher then blow ther aim alm to strike politely sipping our honey by BV sti edding their blasting venom td blight air hopes bopes and pocket our money Cl CHORUS lonus Ionus but the honey must twist stay in our own hive oi 01 the deseret bees no never can thrive they bring brin us heir their drugs drus and gaddy baady gaudy gauny toys to lull us all fast to sleep and rob us its of our hard earned ear ed joys then laugh while we must roust weep but their heir day lay is pa past st for the bees have haie found they are wasps that hat steal our honey loney and I 1 lazy azy drones that lurk around to rob us of all our money CHORUS 13 it the honey hooey must stay in our own hive or tile the deseret bees no never can thrive and anil the word has gone from the great king bee and is echoed through thell theli ive lve we must quit our coffee and tea and thus save our souls alive live I 1 throw away that filthy noxious noxious weed N nw r be stuffing your heads with snuff produce and alid make whatever you need arid and the slickers suckers will soon be off CHORUS for the hie horley barley must mut stay in in our own hiv hive e or the deseret bes bees no never can thrive then let us its rise as a noble hoble band and increate incie incle ae our nur flocks of sheep sow saw cotton and flax throughout hout bout the land and and aud plenty of corn and wheat our wives and daughters will wil card and spin and weave all the cloth well wear and make the hive with music ring to the god who led IM us its here CHORUS chonus we were drove from the east by a murderous band berul B I 1 it gudea here by Jehova hs hand |