SONG OF A MORMON ELDER IN NEW ZEALAND.

Akaroa Mail and Banks Peninsula Advertiser, Volume 4, Issue 383, 23 March 1880, Page 3

SONG OF A MORMON ELDER IN NEW ZEALAND.

Come all ye gentle sinners And listen to my song;,,.. It's for your good I speak to you, I won't detain yon long. I'm an ambassador From Zion—Brigham's State ; And if you'll kindly hearken, It's glories I'll relate. Utah! Utah! You tarry here too long!

There we've got no unemployed— All are busy as bee-hives ? Attending to their corn and kine, Their children and their wives. So if you'll be wise, You'll come along wi' me, And settle down in Joe Smith's land In peace and in liberty! Chorue— Utah, &c.

In that glorious land of ours Every man is his own boss ; lie's plenty vittles for his wives, His children and his boss, This tiny island state Will soon bust up I guess— With taxes growing daily, " And with income getting less. Chorus—Utah, &c.

Now I ask you in good faith— Who would here consent to tarry, When there he can have corn and oil And twenty wives to marry ? This land is only good for swells Who pass time making rules, By which themselves they benefit At the expense of fools! Chorus—Utah, &c.

Upon mature reflec-shi-on My counsel to you all Is—leave this land to the rabbits, To the Tories and John Hall. And in taking my departure, Which won't be very long, I'll leave to you a legacy The chorus of this song. Utah! Utah! You tarry here too long J