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William Henry Drummond - De Snowbird
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O leetle bird dat`s come to us w`en stormy win` she`s blowin`,
An` ev`ry fiel` an` mountain top is cover wit` de snow,
How far from home you`re flyin`, noboddy`s never knowin`
For spen` wit` us de winter tam, mon cher petit oiseau!

We alway know you`re comin`, w`en we hear de firs` beeg storm,
A sweepin` from de sky above, an` screamin` as she go--
Can tell you`re safe inside it, w`ere you`re keepin` nice an` warm,
But no wan`s never see you dere, mon cher petit oiseau!

Was it `way behin` de mountain, dat de nort` win` ketch you sleepin`
Mebbe on your leetle nes` too, an` before de wing she grow,
Lif` you up an` bring you dat way, till some morning fin` you peepin`
Out of new nes` on de snow dreef, mon pauv` petit oiseau!

All de wood is full on summer, wit` de many bird is sing dere,
Dey mus` offen know each oder, mebbe mak` de frien` also,
But w`en you was come on winter, never seein` wan strange wing dere
Was it mak` you feelin` lonesome, mon pauv` petit oiseau?

Plaintee bird is alway hidin` on some place no wan can fin` dem,
But ma leetle bird of winter, dat was not de way you go--
For de chil`ren on de roadside, you don`t seem to care for min` dem
W`en dey pass on way to schoolhouse, mon cher petit oiseau!

No wan say you sing lak robin, but you got no tam for singin`
So busy it was keepin` you get breakfas` on de snow,
But de small note you was geev us, w`en it join de sleigh bell ringin`
Mak` de true Canadian music, mon cher petit oiseau!

O de long an` lonesome winter, if you`re never comin` near us,
If we miss you on de roadside, an` on all de place below!
But le bon Dieu he will sen` you troo de storm again for cheer us,
W`en we mos` was need you here too, mon cher petit oiseau!
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