The Norsk Nightingale - Being the Lyrics of a "Lumberyack" by William F. Kirk
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And pat me lak hal on the back,
Skol give me gude snub 'bout to-morrow, And calling me "slob lumberyack!" Ay meet bunch of fallers last Monday, Yust after ay cashing my check; Ay s'pose dat ay have it all coming. Val, ay getting it gude, right in neck. Ay meet little blonde, her name's Yulia, Ay tenk dis har Yulia ban Yew; She touch me for 'bout saxty dollars, And little gold watch ay have, tu. But Yulia she call me gude faller, Ay s'pose she tenk dat vill help some; And all of dem call me gude faller, And helping to put me on bum. Val, back to the pines, Maester Olaf, And driving yure old team of mules. Put dis in yure pipe, tu, and smoke it: Gude fallers ban mostly dam fules. "IT'S UP TO YOU" Ay s'pose yu tenk life ban hard game. Ay guess yu lak to qvit, perhaps. |
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