Leetle Lac Grenier
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Right on de mountain top,
But cloud sweepin' by, will fin' tam to
No matter how quickly he want to go,
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Right on de mountain top,
But cloud sweepin' by, will fin' tam to
No matter how quickly he want to go,
I'm sittin' to-night on maleetle ca- bane, more happier dan de king,
An' ev'ry corner 's singin' out wit' musique de ole stove singI hear de cry of de winter win', for de storm- gate 's open
But I don't care not'ing for win'or storm, so ...
W'en I was young boy on de farm, dat 's twenty year ago I have wan frien' he 's leev near me, call Jean Bateese Trudeau An offen w'en we are alone, we lak for spik about De tam w'en we was come beeg man, wit' moustache on our mout'
Bateese is...
O Ma ole canoe
w'at's matter wit' you, an' w'y was you be so slow
Don 't I work hard enough on de paddle, an' still you don 't seem to go-No win' at all on de fronte side, an' current she don 't be strong,
Den w'y are you lak lazy f...
Get along leetle mouse, kick de snow up behin' you For it's fine winter road we 're travel to-
Wit' de moon an' de star shinin' up on de sky dere W'y it 's almos' de sam' as de broad day light
De bell roun' your body it 's quick tune dey...
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 m...
AL'
LL —Donal' Bane—sailed away across the
With the tartans of Clan Gordon, to the Indies' distant shore,
But on Dargai's lonely hill- side,
I've told you many a tale, my child, of the old heroic
Of Indian wars and massacre, of villages
With savage torch, from Ville Marie to the Mission of Trois
But never have I told you yet, of Madeleine Vercheres
In dreams of the night I hear the call Of wild duck scudding across the lake,
In dreams I see the old convent wall, Where Ottawa's waters surge and break
But Hercule awakes me ere the sun Has painted the eastern skies with gold
Herc...
RD á Plouffe,
Bord á Plouffe,
W'at do I see w'en I dream of you
A shore w'ere de water is racin' by,
Venez ici, mon cher ami, an' sit down by me—so An' I will tole you story of old tam long ago— W'en ev'ryt'ing is happy—w'en all de bird is sing An' me
—I'm young an' strong lak moose an' not afraid no t'ing
I close my eye jus' so, an' se...
O spirit of the mountain that speaks to us to-night,
Your voice is sad, yet still recalls past visions of delight,
When 'mid the grand old Laurentides, old when the earth was new,
With flying feet we followed the moose and caribou