"On the banks/of the old Raritan, my boys.
Was a wolf/that walked just like a man,
And so we shot it down/in this little river town,
On the banks/of the old Raritan.
On the banks/of the old Raritan, my boys
Where a wolf/on his back two legs did stand
It was from a wolf that stood/and not a plank of wood
That teeth/were made for a certain man.
To those men/'neath his rash command, my boys
A life of doom/and of torment soon began
For after his mad plan/to free this wild land
He left them all behind/in Raritan.
On the banks/of the old Raritan, my boys.
Was a wolf/that walked just like a man,
And so we shot it down/in this little river town,
On the banks/of the old Raritan."