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5 2 Songs and Ballads
10 'T is true, my brave boys,
I Ve made lots of money, But the curse of all bushmen being on me, Also my money it flew like the snow in June, And back to the woods every fall I must go.
B
i Oh, the boys of the Island
they feel discontent, The times there are hard
and they can't make a cent; So says Rory to Angus,
"Here we're doing no good: "Let's go over to Bangor
and work in the woods."
2 Now the boys of the Island
will work cheap you bet, Fifteen dollars a month
is the wages they get. See their socks and their mittens,
all knitted three-ply, You can tell by their duds
that they come from P. I. |
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