BURNS'S LOG CAMP
(from the singing of "Duke" Neilson)
(Doerflinger -'Songs of the Sailor and Lumberman' -p217)

I 'rived in the camp, and all I could see
Was a lous-y old cook and a lous-y cook-ee;
The floors were all dirt-y, all cov-ered with mud;
The bed-quilts were lous-y and so was the grub.

The cook called for supper; they all tore from work.
Some had two knives and other two forks.
While fighting for molasses they upset the lamp,
And thus I was greeted at Burns's log camp.