The Norsk Nightingale - Being the Lyrics of a "Lumberyack" by William F. Kirk
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And tal him he skol have to pay
Sax tousand dollars' bail. "Yeew hiz!" say Tell. "Sax tousand bones! Ay ant got saxty cents!" And so dey mak him breaking stones Behind big iron fence. Den Olaf Gessler say to him: "Bill, yu ban qvite gude shot, So ay skol give yu yust von chance To vinning nice yack pot. Yure son ban purty brave young kid; Ay tell yu, on the dead, Yu skol go free ef you can shoot Dis apple off his head." "Yerusalem!" say Bill, "ef you Skol give me drenk of bock, Ay bet yu ay can shoot dis fruit Off little Yimmie's block; But, ef ay shoot tu low, val, den Yust sidestep qvick, by heck, Or yu skol finding little bunch Of arrows in yure neck!" So Olaf frame it op for Bill, And Bill he tak gude aim, And shoot at little Yimmie's block,-- Ay tal yu, he ban game. And Bill skol knocking apple off, |
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