The Whistle Punk's Song
1. They stand by the cold deck a-wastin' my time,
Not settin' no chokers nor tendin' no line
When up comes a fella and he says, "I suppose
You works on the riggin' by the looks of your clothes."
2. "No, I'm a whistle blower, and that's my desire,
You should hear me perform on the old whistle wire.
When I blows a tight line I makes no mistake,
On a haywire Skagit without any brake."
3. "Oh, the hooktender's crazy and the riggin' slinger's worse
When I blows three whistles, they both start to curse
I wish I was in Rupert instead of down here,
Where there's all kinds of women and plenty of beer."
note:- collected by Keith Crowe. PJT Coll. Another variant collected
by Al Grierson at Port MacNeill in 1977 from Dave Jorgensen.
"High-lead logging" song. JB
note: tune not supplied, but it seems clearly to be another
Strawberry Roan offshoot. RG