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Stories and Songs

Log Driversí Song

(from the Ottawa Valley)

 

 Timber ĖTimber Ė Timber

 

Thereís a valley I know where the proud timber grows,

Where the Ottawa River flows swiftly along;

In the Spring, if you go, where the head water flow,

You will hear this old Log driversí Song:

 

Refrain:

Yo-hay, hip-ho, keep the logging a-go,

Keep Ďem rolling and twisting as tempers flare high;

Yo-hep, hip-ho, to the rapids weíll go,

Where the Ottawa River flows by.

 

In the fall of the year, they pack up their gera,

Fort Coulonge, Des Jeochimís and all camps along;

In rain or in shine for to follow the white pine,

And Sing this old Log driversí Song:

 

In the long years gone by, when the red ferns are high,

Kippewa to Black River the timber is fallín,

In the Spring of the year, when the big drive is here,

You can hear this old Log driversí Song:

 

Itís a mighty long tow from the Schyan to Cheneaux,

By Pembroke and Chapeau down to Campbell Bay,

At Portage-du-Fort, we will stop for a quart,

And tune up the fiddles to play:

 

For the Valley I yearn, some day Iíll return,

Where the Ottawa River flows swiftly along,

And if Iím still alive, Iíll go back on the drive,

And Sing this old Log driversí Song:

 

Timber ĖTimber Ė Timber