| Show I i 1 f ij tt 1 I J y BALLAD OF BUBBLY Y CREEK On the Old Chicago River River River-A A Memory of Boyhood i in Halsted Streets Street's Historic Ground round t 0 s On the old Chicago ri rier riter er In those alt strenuous enu- enu ous days of yore Sweeping like Ilk a tawny lawny tiger past the 1 t fir green reen and pebbly shore And the yellow current foaming as It crashed against the pier 1 Th And th the bells of huge Chicago pealing pealing pealing- t i richly t on the tar car ar Oh those chiming bolls bells that brought blought you youE OU E r tender r dreams of long ago As you ou drifted with the current soothed b by soft rippling flow t And tAnd a dreamy lan languor or creeping nestled In t c your our throbbing brain J. J I And the cold delicious water lulled your heartache and your our pain if Jh There rc wed we'd swim far r up nI the river buffetIng buffetIng buffet buffet- t Ing the roaring tide 1 As the current t swept us down stream eam 4 sI chuckling n as h pride r 3 r And lAnd the old stern wheeler Natchez 1 raked poked her hr nose oe around the bend r Big nil Jim TIm u was her r pilot pHoto an and a fX staunch and stalwart friend Sv mining g up behind the tug till boats Just Ik r 10 the the- foaming spray y im Rising Rising and n falling failing a down on on as the porpoise r billows f play T and up Tossed upon the crouching white caps tumbling on the white caps caps' CIC crest t. t Q J r. r Floating with the lie rippling current dIvIng diving div dl ing with keen savage 51 zest r. r And the raft of barges drifted 11 down before 1 our sight And the shrill steam whistles blowing I vexed the drowsy tar ERr of night y t And nd nd the foghorn hoarsely growling seemed sf to split the tle blooding air r And black smoke stacks starks of pC the freighter freighter- loomed as ghastly as despair a Then rhE we hoard heard the m measured lolling lolling- of the war presaging drum lIng Growling like ilkI a 0 te testy ty tyrant and amI throbbing throbbing throb throb- g bing with wilh a 11 martial hum And we saw gaunt cannon ca frowning jin 1111 ln the barracks on tho the shore And the sunset gun would thunder that the th summer day was was' oer o'er And we saw bright sabres sabrE's glisten neath big bl- mellow How harvest moon As we heard the stalwart art soldiers piping up a n rousing tune And the haughty horses horse ts clattering clat- clat upon the way Nay And t the neighing g r at and nd i t the tho prancing of th the tha chestnut and the bay And big raw drilling with an ari an awkward clum clumsy y grace And the spruce and brisk young yount captain with the bronzed poetic face And the Jingling of the harness harnel s as the cavalry swept by Sammy Samm the soldier was wall the apple of our eye On the old Chicago river tossing on Its barren harren bed Flowing with a grisly shiver with Its cargo of the the dead dE ad Twisting like a hun hungry r scorpion aa ItA it ripples ripples rip rip- ples pIE through the town I Choked with drowned men and suicides plunging In oblivIon's frown What's the use uso of always alwa's roaming like an I eagle oer o'er the sea Questing like a swarthy gypsy oer o'er the greensward greens green's ard frank and free Take me back to old Chicago for my heart art I Is sick for home homEl I cant can't stand dark allen alien faces scowling cross the tho sundering foam Take me mc back to old Chicago ago far across the sundering sea I Let t me get In touch with Halsted Bubbly Halsted-Bubbly Bubbly Creeks Creek's the the- place for forme l' l ler Every er man brags of his birthplace Chi birthplace Chi Chicago cago Is the town for me Oh you OU big old clumsy city sprawling round the Inland sea spa JAMES E. E KINSELlA A. A Registry Re Division Chicago Postoffice |
