ST. BONIFACE FIRE BRIGADE

W'en you come wes’ from de oder place

An’ you want sometings for see;

Jus’ come an’ see St. Boniface

An’ I show you sometings, me:—

Dar's de Mission Church dat W'ittier sing ——

“Turrets twain,” wher’ de peoples prayed;

But dar's sometings we got better still ——

Da's St. Boniface Fire Brigade!

Da's a g-rea-t Brigade;— has mans tree, four ——

Married mans wit be-eg fam-i-lee;

Champeau, Dorien, petite Lafleur,

An’ Jean Perriault ( da's ME ).

Us mans we work like h — ll all day

Wit de saw, de hammer an’ de spade,

But by gar, w'en de fire-bell she goes “ring,”

Da's de t'am we do n't was‘ fraid.

You hear dat ting‘ bout d’ beeg oil-house;

Tree hundre’ bar'ls cotch de fire?

De smoke, mon Dieu! wit de flame go hup

To de top of de be-eg church-spire;—

Lafleur's femme, she take de fit hon de floor ——

Ma femme, she scre-ee-ch, “Saint Marie!”

Hevery one yell — dat place look like he — ll,

Ontil Dorien, Champeau, an’ ME ——

We fill hup de tank in de Red Rivaire ——

Sacre! how de mans per — s — pire;

De peoples go cra — ss — y; Winnipeg despaire;

An’ de bells dey ring, “F-i-r-e!— F-i-r-e.”

W'at you t'ink happens? You nevaire do n't guess ——

Notings like dat happens sence;—

De horse runs away — de hose it go burs’ ——

But we save de dog-poun’ fence!

You hear w'at‘ appens once in de place?

W'en d’ King's son he come Wes’,

All d’ womans dress hup, wash d’ baby face;

An’ d’ mans put hon he's bes’.

Winni-peg bow down t’ George d’ Prince;—

Put d’ soldier-mans hon parade;

But de Prince, he sick of d’ whole dam’ show,

Hask: “WHER’ ST. BONIFACE FIRE BRIGADE?”

Y — as, an’ w'en d’ heartquake shake Frisco,

“Hend of d’ worl’!” some sa-aid;

I send telegraff ( cos’ me tree dollaire ),

“You like have my Fire Brigade?”

Hon d’ las’ Election, in d’ Town-Hall

Laurier sp'ik; He sa — aid:—

“Gentilhomme! if — you — want — put — dat — bad — Tory — hout,

Get St. Boniface Fire BRIGADE!”