THE KNIGHTS OF THE GOLDEN HORSESHOE We're the Knights of the Golden Horseshoe With our punchbowl by our side, Searching for the Great Lakes shining To the Alleghenies we shall ride. In seventeen hundred and sixteen From Virginia we did leave, We followed the river Rappahannock Through old mountains of make believe. By new rivers we were riding, Old Issac charged by a bear, He took a draught from the punchbowl And we staggered to Delaware. Two knights caught the measels As we crossed the Shenandoah hills, And many fell off their horses Or else took sick with the chills. After toasts to the King and princess, Volleys and salutes to the Governor, We could see from the mountain Lake Erie and at times Labrador. Yes, we're the Knights of the Golden Horseshoe With our punchbowl by our side, Searching for the Great Lakes shining To the Alleghenies we shall ride.
Reason for writing:
*My interpretation on the Spotswood Expedition
to the Blue Ridge Mountains, led by Governor
Alexander Spotswood in 1716.
© Robert S. Harding, March 1970
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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