Buchannan's Folly

So they were going up the Platt
singing many a lusty ditty.
Saying we'll do this and we'll do that
when we get to Salt Lake City.

Sure enough when they got there.
They made the Mormons stir, Sir,
And sure enough they would have done,
But, oh they didn't get there.

There's great commotion in the East
About the Mormon Question,

The problem is to say the least
too much for their digestion.

Squaw Killer Harney, a soldier of elevated rank, bound
and determined to render the West safe for Americans and civilization. Previous to their arrival. Verdant vermin occupied the desert wastes of the West. It was enough to turn a
decent man's stomach. Yes sir, if them Mormons thought
Utah, the Honeybee State, was there just because they'd
got there first, well now, as Big a name as old Squaw Killer
was just the man to teach them primatives different.
Just like they did in Illious and Missouri.

Well, the Eastern Ladies, who at times sent a million letters of concern for their Western Sisters, did not exactly have Old Squaw Killer in mind. They felt their wayward needed fredom
from thier Heathen overlords, not the slaughter
that Harney delivered. Many had sisters and cousins
who had gathered with the Saints, as they called it, and adored the Governor of Utah, the legal, democraticy elected by all adults in the territory.