Happy days are here again;
The skies above are clear again;
Let us sing a song of cheer again--
Happy days are here again!
Altogether--shout it now;
There's no one
Who can doubt it now.
So let's tell the world about it now.
Happy days are here again!
Your cares and troubles are gone;
There'll be no more from now;
Happy days are here again;
The skies above are clear again...
It was election time and the politician decided to go out to the local reservation and try to get the Native American vote.They were all assembled in the Council Hall to hear the speech.The politician had worked up to his finale, and the crowd wasgetting more and more excited. "I promise better education opportunities for Native Americans!" The crowd went wild, shouting "Hoya! Hoya!". The politician was a bit puzzled by the native word, but wasencouraged by their enthusiasm. "I promise gambling reforms to allow a Casino on the Reservation!"
"Hoya! Hoya!" cried the crowd, stomping their feet. "I promise more social reforms and job opportunities for NativeAmericans!" The crowd reached a frenzied pitch shouting "Hoya! Hoya! Hoya!" After the speech, the Politician was touring the Reservation, andsaw a tremendous herd of cattle. Since he was raised on a ranch,and knew a bit about cattle, he asked the Chief if he could get closerto take a look at the cattle. "Sure," the Chief said, "but be careful not to step in the hoya..."
