So today, I listened to a song about Millard Fillmore.
Here are the touching lyrics to "The Union Wagon":
There's right and wrong in parties,
And the right is on our side;
So mount the Fillmore wagon,
And through the nation ride!
The Union is our wagon,
The people are its springs;
And every true A-mer-i-can,
For Millard Fillmore sings!
Wait for the wagon,
The Millard Fillmore wagon;
Wait for the wagon,
And we'll all take a ride!
Our wagon is a noble one,
'Twas made in seventy-six;
'Twas driven by George Wash-ing-ton,
Through stormy pol-i-tics!
Palmetto, cypress, cottonwood,
in spokes and wheels you'll find;
Western oak and Eastern pine,
and Northern ash com-bined!
Wait for the wagon,
The Millard Fillmore wagon;
Wait for the wagon,
And we'll all take a ride!
Thank you, President Fillmore, for providing me with a new thing to do and with such a fun campaign song. I sing for you, Millard Fillmore. I sing for you.
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