The Canadian Magpie

By William Henry Drummond

Mos' ev'ryman lak de robin

  An' it's pleasan' for hear heem sing,

Affer de winter 's over

  An' it 's comin' anoder spring.

De snow 's hardly off de mountain

  An' it's cole too among de pine

But you know w'en he sing, de sout' win'

  Is crowdin' heem close behin' .

An' mebbe you hear de grosbec

  Sittin' above de nes'-

An' you see by de way  he 's goin'

  De ole man 's doin' hees bes'

Makin' de wife an' baby

  Happy as dey can be-

An' proud he was come de fader

  Such fine leetle familee.

De gouglou of course he 's nicer

  Dan many bird dat fly,

Dunno w'at we do widout heem,

  But offen I wonder w'y

He can't stay quiet a minute

  Lak res' of de small oiseaux

An' finish de song he's startin'

  Till whish! an' away he go!

Got not'ing to say agen dem,

  De gouglou an' all de res'-

'Cept only dey lak de comfort,

  An' come w'en it suit dem bes'-

For soon as de summer 's passin'

  An' leaf is begin to fall-

You'll wálk t'roo de wood an' medder

  An' never hear wan bird call.

But come wit' me on de winter

  On place w'ere de beeg tree grow

De smoke of de log house chimley

  Will tole you de way to go-

An' if you 're not too unlucky

  De w'iskey jack dere you'll see

Flyin' aroun' de shaintee

  An' dat was de bird for me.

You 'll mebbe not lak hees singin'

  Dough it 's better dan not'ing too,

For affer he do hees bes', den

  W'at more can poor Johnnie do?

It 's easy job sing on summer

  De sam ' as de rossignol-

But out of door on de winter

  Jus' try youse'f -dat 's all.

See heem dere, now he's comin'

  Hoppin' an' hoppin' aroun'

W'en we start on de morning early

  For work till de sun go down-

T'row heem hees piece of breakfas'

  An' hear heem say "merci bien",

For he's fond on de pork, ba golly!

  Sam ' as de Canayen.

De noise of de axe don't scare heem

  He stay wit' us all de day,

An' w'en he was feelin' lak' it

  Ride home wit' de horse an' sleigh.

Den affer we reach de shaintee

  He 's waitin' to see us back

Jompin' upon de log dere

  Good leetle w'iskey lack!

So here 's to de bird of winter

  Wearin' de coonskin coat,

W'enever it 's bird election

  You bet he can get ma vote-

Dat 's way I be feel about it,

  Voyageurs let her go today!

W'iskey jack, get ready,  we drink you

  Toujours à vot' bonne santé!

                         Baptême!