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Oh! I belong to the Fire Brigade
  
Bonnie Are The Hurdies, O!
  
Far From Home 
  
Young Man From Canada
  
The Dancing Girls of Cariboo 
  
Old Faro
  
Roadhouse
 
 
 
     
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         Young Man From Canada
         
           
         
  
I'm a young man from Canada, 
         
Some six feet in my shoes. 
         
I left my home for Cariboo 
         
On the first exciting news. 
         
In New York City I met a gent, 
         
Introduced himself to me; 
         
Said I, "I come from Canada, 
         
So you can't come over me!"
         
Chorus: 
         
 Said I, "I come from Canada, 
         
So you can't come over me!"
         
          Chorus
         
          I sailed on the crazy Champion 
         
         All in the steerage too, 
         
         I thought I'd got among the fiends 
         
         Or other horrid crew. 
         
         If you had only seen them feed! 
         
         It quite astonished me, 
         
         And I'd been years in Canada 
         
         In a lumberman's shanty.
         
          Chorus
         
          With seventy-five upon my back 
         
         I came the Douglas way, 
         
         And at an easy-going pace 
         
         Made thirty miles a day. 
         
         I landed here without a dime 
         
         In eighteen sixty-three, 
         
         But I'd been raised in Canada - 
         
         'Twas nothin' new to me.
         
          Chorus
         
          In best of home-spun I was clad 
         
         So I was warmly dressed; 
         
         The wool it grew near Montreal 
         
         At a place in Canada West. 
         
         On Williams Creek they called me green 
         
         And "Johnny-come-late-lee" - 
         
         Said I, "I come from Canada; 
         
         I ain't from the old country!"
         
          Chorus
         
          I started out my mining life 
         
         By chopping cord wood. 
         
         But I was born with axe in hand 
         
         So I could use it good; 
         
         My chum was from the state of Maine - 
         
         Somewhere near Tennessee - 
         
         But ah, I came from Canada 
         
         And he couldn't chop with me.
         
          Chorus
         
          In a short time I'd made a "raise" 
         
         And bought into a claim; 
         
         There they called me engineer 
         
         Or carman-'tis the same. 
         
         The drifters then did try it on 
         
         To boss it over me- 
         
         Said I, "I come from Canada, 
         
         And I'm on the shoulder-ee.
         
          Chorus
         
          In two weeks I got a "div" 
         
         Which drove away all care ñ 
         
         I went over to the "Wake Up's" 
         
         And had a bully square ñ 
         
         I danced all night till broad daylight 
         
         And a gal smiled sweet on me. 
         
         Said I, "I come from Canada 
         
         And I'm on the marry-ee."
         
          Chorus
         
          Now all young men who are in love, 
         
         And sure I am there's some - 
         
         Don't count your chicks before they're hatched, 
         
         For they may never come. 
         
         O when I asked that gal to wed, 
         
         She only laughed at me: 
         
         "YOU may come from Canada, 
         
         But you can't come over me!"
 
 
         
         
         Notes:
         
          The Young Man From Canada. W., SAWNEY, pp. 43-5. A
         reworking of "I'm A Young Man From The Country But You Don't
         Get Over Me" (London, c. 1862). Stanzas of SAWNEY 3/4 and
         9/10 conf lated, and slight emendations by PJT appear here
         in 1.5 (i.e. stanza 1, line 5), 2.8, 4.4, 5.5, 5.7, 6.3,
         7.1, 7.3, 7.5-7. Final couplet (8.7-8) is by PJT. Tune is
         that of original song, indicated in SAWNEY as "Young Man
         from the Countree." Earlier 1 put this song to the tune of
         "Tramps, and Hawkers", qv. my article and song selection
         "B.C. Songs" in British Columbia Library Quarterly, Vol. 26,
         No. 1 (July 1962), p. 26.
         
         From Songs of the Pacific Northwest. Ed. Philip J
         Thomas. Music Transcription and Notation by Shirley A. Cox.
         Saanichton, B.C.: Hancock House Pub (1979.) p.39-41. 
         
         
 
 
          
         
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