The Canadian Country Doctor

I s'pose mos'ev'ry body t'ink hees job's   about de hardes' From de boss man on de Guvernement to   poor man on de

From de curé to de lawyer, an' de farmer to   de school boy An' all de noder feller was mak' de worl'   go roun'.

But dere 's wan man got hees han' full t'roo   ev'ry kin' of wedder An' he 's never sure of not'ing but work   an' work away-Dat 's de man dey call de doctor, w'en you   ketch heem on de contree An' he 's only man I know-me, don't got   no holiday.

If you 're comin' off de city spen' de summer-   tam among us An' you walk out on de morning w'en de   leetle bird is

Mebbe den you see de doctor w'en he 's passin   wit' hees buggy An' you t'ink "Wall!  contree doctor mus'   be very plesan' t'ing"Drivin' dat way all de summer up an' down   along de reever W'ere de nice cool win' is blowin' among de   maple

Den w'en he 's mak' hees visit, comin' home   before de night tam For pass de quiet evening wit' hees wife an'   familee."An' w'en off across de mountain, some wan 's   sick an' want de doctor "Mus' be fine trip crossin' over for watch   de sun go

Makin' all dem purty color lak w'at you call   de rainbow," Dat 's de way peop' is talkin' was leevin' on   de town.

But it is n't  alway summer on de contree, an'   de doctor He could tole you many story of de storm   dat he 's been

How hees coonskin  coat come handy, w'en de   win' blow off de reever For if  she 's sam ole reever, she's not   alway sam' old win'.

An' de mountain dat 's so quiet w'en de w'ite   cloud go a-sailin' All about her on de summer w'ere de sheep   in feedin'

You should see her on December w'en de snow   is pilin' roun' her An' all de win' of winter come tearin' t'roo   de sky.

O! le bon Dieu help de doctor w'en de mes-   sage come to call heem From hees warm bed on de night-tam for   visit some poor

Lyin' sick across de hill side on noder side de   reever An' he hear de mountain roarin' lak de beeg   Shawinigan.

Ah! well he know de warning but he can't   stay till de morning So he's hitchin' up hees leetle horse an'  put   heem on

Den w'en he 's feex de buffalo, an' wissle to   hees pony Away t'roo storm an' hurricane de contree   doctor go.

O! de small Canadian pony! dat 's de horse   can walk de snowdreef.

Dat 's de horse can fin' de road too he 's   never been

Kip your heart up leetle feller, for dere 's   many mile before you An' it 's purty hard job tellin' w'en you see   your stable door.

Yass! de doctor he can tole you, if he have de   tam for talkin' All about de bird was singin' before de sum-   mer lef'For he got dem on hees bureau an' he 's doin'   it hese'f too An' de las' tam I was dere, me,

I see dem all   mese'f.

But about de way he travel t'roo de stormy   night of winter W'en de rain come on de spring flood, an'   de bridge is wash

All de hard work, all de danger dat was offen   hang aroun' heem Dat 's de tam our contree doctor don 't have   very moche to say.

For it 's purty ole, ole story, an' he alway have   it wit' heem Ever since he come among us parish Saint

An' do doubt he's feelin' mebbe jus' de   sam' as noder feller  So he rader do hees talkin' about somet'ing   dat was new.