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William Henry Drummond - National Policy
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Oor fader lef` ole France behin`, dat`s
     many year ago,
An` how we get along since den, wall! ev`ry
     body know,
Few t`ousan` firse class familee was only come
     dat tam,
An` now we got pure Canayens; t`ee million
     peop` bedamme!

Dat`s purty smart beez-neese, I t`ink we done
     on Canadaw,
An` we don`t mak` no grande hooraw, but do
     it tranquillement
So if we`re braggin` now an` den, we mus` be
     excuzay,
For no wan`s never see before de record bus`
     dat way.

An` w`y should we be feel ashame, `cos we 
     have boy an` girl?
No matter who was come along, we`ll match
     agen de worl`;
Wit plaintee boy lak w`at we got no danger
     be afraid,
An` all de girl she look too nice for never come
     ole maid.

If we have only small cor-nere de sam` we
     have before
W`en ole Champlain an` Jacques Cartier firse
     jomp upon de shore
Dere`s no use hurry den at all, but now you
     understan`
We got to whoop it up, ba gosh! for occupy
     de lan`! 

W`at`s use de million acre, w`at`s use de belle
     riviere,
An` t`ing lak dat if we don`t have somebody
     leevin` dere?
W`at`s mak` de worl` look out for us, an` kip
     de nation free
Unless we`re raison` all de tam some fine large
     familee?

Don`t seem long we buil` dat road, Chemin
     de Pacifique,
Tak` honder dollar pass on dere, an` nearly two
     t`ree week,
Den look dat place it freeze so hard, on w`at
     you call Klon-dak,
Wall! if we have to fill dem up, we got some
     large contrac`!

Of course we`re not doin` bad jus` now; so
     ev`rybody say,
But we dunno de half we got on Canadaw to-
     day,
An` still she`s comin` beeger, an` never mak` 
     no fuss,
So if we don`t look out, firse t`ing, she`ll get
     ahead of us.

De more I t`ink, de more I`m scare, de way
     she grow so fas`,
An` worse of all it`s hard to say how long de
     boom`ll las` 
But if she don`t go slower an` ease up leetle
    bit,
Bimeby de Canayens will be some dead bird on
     de pit.

Den ev`ry body hip hooraw! an` sen` de 
     familee
Along de reever, t`roo de wood, an` on de 
     grande prairie,
Dat`s only way I`m t`inkin arrange de w`ole
     affaire
An` mebbe affer wíle dere won`t be too moche
     lan` for spare.
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