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Ephraim Braley

"Canaday-I-O" (karaoke)

"Canaday-I-O" (sheet music)


“Come all ye jolly fellows, how would you like to go

And spend one winter in the woods of Canaday-I-O?”

“We’re going up to Canaday,” is what we young men say,

“And going up to Canaday depends upon the pay.”

 

“It’s sure we’ll pay good wages; we’ll pay your passage out,

But you must sign the papers that you will stay the route,

For if you should get homesick, and say back home you’ll go,

We will not pay your passage from Canaday-I-O.”

 

We had a pleasant journey on the route we had to go

And landed in Three Rivers in Canaday-I-O.

Oh, then the Norcross agent, he came a-prowling round

And said, “My jolly fellows, why don’t you all lie down?”

 

Our hearts were made of iron; our souls were cased with steel;

The hardships of that winter could never make us yield.

Our food the dogs would bark at; our beds were on the snow:

We suffered worse than poison in Canaday-I-O.

 

And now the winter’s over, it’s homeward we are bound,

And in this cursed country we’ll never more be found.

Go back to our wives and sweethearts, tell others not to go

To that God forsaken country called Canaday-I-O.


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