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POOR LITTLE GIRLS OF ONTARIO 1. I'll sing you a song of that lone pest It goes by the name of the Great Northwest I cannot have a beau at all, They all skip out there in the fall. Chorus One by one, they all clear out, Thinking to better themselves, no doubt, Caring little how far they go From the poor little girls of Ontario. 2. First I got mashed on Charley Brown The nicest fellow in all the town But he tipped his hat and sailed away And now he's settled in Manitobay. 3. Then Henry Maynard with his white cravat His high stiff collar and his new plug hat He said if he stayed, he'd have to beg And now he's settled in Winnipeg. 4. Then my long-legged druggist with his specs on his nose, I really thought that he'd propose But he's sold his bottle-shop and now he's gone Clear out to little Saskatchewan. 5. I'll pack my clothes in a carpet sack I'll go out there and I'll never come back I'll find me a husband, and a good one, too If I have to go through to Cariboo. Last Chorus One by one, we'll all clear out Thinking to better ourselves, no doubt, Caring little how far we go From the old, old folks of Ontario. from Mrs. Hartley Minifie, Peterborough, to Edith Fowke: "Folk Songs of Ontario", Folkways, 1958 @Canada @bitching @emigrate filename[ GALONTAR TUNE FILE: GALONTAR CLICK TO PLAY JB apr96 |
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