<p class="tit-song">THE CALIFORNIA STAGE COMPANY <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page411" name="page411"></SPAN>(p. 411)</span></p>
<p>There's no respect for youth or age<br/>
On board the California stage,<br/>
But pull and haul about the seats<br/>
As bed-bugs do about the sheets.</p>
<p class="add1em">Refrain:<br/>
They started as a thieving line<br/>
In eighteen hundred and forty-nine;<br/>
All opposition they defy,<br/>
So the people must root hog or die.</p>
<p>You're crowded in with Chinamen,<br/>
As fattening hogs are in a pen;<br/>
And what will more a man provoke<br/>
Is musty plug tobacco smoke.</p>
<p>The ladies are compelled to sit<br/>
With dresses in tobacco spit;<br/>
The gentlemen don't seem to care,<br/>
But talk on politics and swear.</p>
<p>The dust is deep in summer time,<br/>
The mountains very hard to climb,<br/>
And drivers often stop and yell,<br/>
"Get out, all hands, and push up hill."</p>
<p>The <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page412" name="page412"></SPAN>(p. 412)</span> drivers, when they feel inclined,<br/>
Will have you walking on behind,<br/>
And on your shoulders lug a pole<br/>
To help them out some muddy hole.</p>
<p>They promise when your fare you pay,<br/>
"You'll have to walk but half the way";<br/>
Then add aside, with cunning laugh,<br/>
"You'll have to push the other half."</p>
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