Johnnie Courteau
Johnnie Courteau of de
Johnnie Courteau of de
Dat was de boy can shoot de
Dat was de boy can jomp an'
An'it's not very often you ketch heem still Johnnie Courteau !
Ax dem along de
Ax dem along de
Who was de
From Managance to Shaw-in-I-gan?
De place we're de great beeg rapide roar, Johnnie Courteau !
Sam'tíng on ev'ry
Up on de
Who was the man man walk de log,
W'en w'ole of de reever she's black
An'carry de beeges'load on hees back? Johnnie Courteau !
On de rapide you want to see
If de raf'she 's swingin'roun'An'he 's yellin' "Hooray Bateese! goodman!"W'y de oar come double on hees han'W'en he's makin' dat raf'go flyin'down Johnnie Courteau !
An' Tête de Boule chief can tole
De feller w'at save hees lifeW'en beeg moose on de head, sapree!
An'den run off wit' hees Injun wife? Johnnie Courteau !
An' he only have pike pole
On Lac a la TortueW'en he meet de bear comin' down the
But de bear very soon is get hees fill!
An' he sole dat skin for ten dollar too, Johnnie Courteau !
Oh he never was scare for
Lak de ole coureurs de bois,
But w'en he's getting'hees winter
De bes't'ing sure is kip out de
For he's goin'right off on de Hip Hooraw! Johnnie Courteau !
Den pullin'hees sash
He dance on hees botte
An'shout "All aboar' if you want to fight!"Wall!
You never can see de finer sightW'en he go lak dat on de w'ole village! Johnnie Courteau !
But Johnnie Courteau get
On Philomene
She's nice leetle girl was run de
On w'at you call Parish of Sainte
An' he see her off on de pique-nique dere Johnnie Courteau !
Den somet'ing come over JohnnieW'en he marry on
For he stay on de farm de w'ole year roun'He chop de wood an' he plough de ground'An' he's quieter feller was never seen, Johnnie Courteau !
An'ev'ry wan feel
From La Tuque to Shaw-in-i-ganW'en dey hear de news was goin' aroun'Along on de reever up an'
How wan leetle woman boss dat beeg man Johnnie Courteau !
He never come out on de
No matter de hard we try'Cos he stay on de kitchen an' sing hees song "A la claire fontaine M'en allant promener J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle Que je m'y suis baigner Lui y'a longtemps que je t'aime Jamais je ne t'oublierai."Rockin' de cradle de w'ole night
Till baby's asleep on de sweet bimeby Johnnie Courteau !
An'de house, wall! I wish you see
De place she's so nice an'
Mus'wipe your foot on de outside door,
You're dead man sure if you spit on de floor,
An' he never say not'ing on Philomene Johnnie Courteau !
An' Philomene watch de
An' put it all safe
On very good place;
I dunno
But anyhow nobody see it
So she's buyin' new farm de noder day
ME Courteau !
William Henry Drummond
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