matter it 's day or night, Can do it less tam, five dollar I bet, Dan any pig-sticker you can get From de w'ole of de worl', to w'ere I leev'— Will somebody help to roll up ma sleeve? Can kill heem de pig jus' right, Don't matter it 's day or night, "Some feller challenge jus' here an' dere, An' more on deir own contree, But me—I challenge dem ev'ryw'ere All over de worl'—sapree! To geev' dem a chance, for dere might be some Beeg feller, for all I know, But if dey 're ready, wall! let dem come, An' me—I 'm geevin' dem plaintee show." An' more on deir own contree, All over de worl'—sapree! Beeg feller, for all I know, An' me—I 'm geevin' dem plaintee show." Challenge lak dat twenty year or more He 's makin' it ev'ry fall, But never a pig-sticker come Ste. Flore 'Cos Jeremie scare dem all— No wonder it 's makin' heem feel so proud, Even Emperor Germanie Can't put on de style or talk more loud Dan Jeremie Bonami. He 's makin' it ev'ry fall, 'Cos Jeremie scare dem all— Even Emperor Germanie Dan Jeremie Bonami. But Jeremie's day can't las' alway, An' so he commence to go W'en he jomp on de block again an' say To de crowd stan'nin' dere below, "Lissen, ma frien', to de word I spik, For I 'm tire of de challenge until I 'm sick, Can't say, but mebbe I 'll talk no more For glory an' honor of ole Ste. Flore. An' so he commence to go To de crowd stan'nin' dere below, "I got some trouble aroun' ma place Wit' ma nice leetle girl Rosine, An' I see w'en I 'm lookin' on all de face, You 're knowin' jus' w'at I mean— Very easy to talk, but w'en dey come For seein' her twenty young man ba Gum! I tole you ma frien', it was purty tough, 'Sides wan chance in twenty is not enough— Wit' ma nice leetle girl Rosine, You 're knowin' jus' w'at I mean—