Mother Hare's Return

Old Mother Hare
What you doing there?
Trying to give us all a scare?

Very important ye be to others
But to old Mother Hare
Ye're a mean old maid
The Captain's jade
And the Mayor's old gray mare.

Ain't no way to talk to us
Why you kicking up a fuss?

Fuss? While the men was away
You came every day
To visit Mother Hare
In her poor old shack.

My herbs and brews
You were glad to use
But you're givin me the go by
Since the men came back.

It was old Mother Hare
You all turned to
And I told you what the stars
Had in store for you.

And I read the sweaty palms
Of you pesky sinners
But I don't git asked
To your old church dinners.

Ye'rc ashamed of Mother Hare
With her midnight spells
And you'd leave her to rot
In the cabin where she dwells.

Dear Mother Hare
I do declare
We jest forgot you
All alone up there.

I'm so mad I could spit!
Mother has pride after all
But I came to do my bit
For the general festival.

It's a pretty golden apple
That glitters in the sun
A symbol of our proud state
Of Washington.

Twill be sure to bring your ship in
Through storm and stress
If you own this lucky pippin
You'll be certain of success.

Ain't it a miracle?
It's made of golden wire!

I brought it as a gift
To heap coals of fire
On your Christian heads
Mother Hare is meek
Mother Hare is meek.

She turns the other cheek
I offer this
As the general prize
For the one who makes
The very best cakes and pies.

That's me
That's me
That's me.

We'll see
That's all. That's all
And no good-byes
I'm heading back
To my lonely lair
And any time you need me
I'll be up there.

Thank you very kindly
Old Mother Hare.