作曲 : Anon/Unknown - 1849
 Don't you remember Sweet Betsy from Pike,
 Who crossed the wide mountains with her lover Ike,
 With Two yoke of ox, and one-spotted hog,
 A tall Shanghai rooster, and a ole yeller dog.
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 The Shanghai ran off, and the oxes all died
 That morning the last piece of bacon was fried
 Poor Ike got discouraged, and Betsy got mad
 The dog wagged his tail and looked wondrously sad
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 Their wagons broke down with a terrible crash
 And out on the prairie rolled all sorts of trash
 A few little baby clothes, done up with care
 'Twas a little suspicious, though all on the square
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 The Injuns came down in a thundering horde,
 And Betsy was scared they would scalp her adored.
 So behind the wagon-bed Betsy did crawl
 And she fought off the Injuns with musket and ball.
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 They soon reached the desert, where Betsy gave out
 And down in the sand she lay rolling about
 Ike in great horror looked on in surprise,
 Saying "Betsy, get up, you'll get sand in your eyes"
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 Sweet Betsy got up with a great deal of pain
 Declared she'd go back to Pike County again
 But Ike heaved a sigh, and they fondly embraced
 And they traveled along with his arm 'round her waist
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 They swam the wide rivers and climbed the high peaks
 And camped on the mountains for weeks upon weeks
 They fought with injuns with with musket and ball.
 They reached California in spite of hell
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