Magrady GrahamTell me, was Altgeld elected Governor?For when the returns began to come inAnd Cleveland was sweeping the EastIt was too much for you, poor old heart,Who had striven for democracyIn the long, long years of defeat.And like a watch that is wornI felt you growing slower until you stopped.Tell me, was Altgeld elected,And what did he do?Did they bring his head on a platter to a dancer,Or did he triumph for the people?For when I saw himAnd took his hand,The child-like blueness of his eyesMoved me to tears,And there was an air of eternity about him,Like the cold, clear light that rests at dawnOn the hills!
Tell me, was Altgeld elected Governor?For when the returns began to come inAnd Cleveland was sweeping the EastIt was too much for you, poor old heart,Who had striven for democracyIn the long, long years of defeat.And like a watch that is wornI felt you growing slower until you stopped.Tell me, was Altgeld elected,And what did he do?Did they bring his head on a platter to a dancer,Or did he triumph for the people?For when I saw himAnd took his hand,The child-like blueness of his eyesMoved me to tears,And there was an air of eternity about him,Like the cold, clear light that rests at dawnOn the hills!