[1] Canadian tobacco. The Family Laramie Hssh! look at ba-bee on de leetle blue chair, W'at you t'ink he 's tryin' to do? Wit' pole on de han' lak de lumberman, A-shovin' along canoe. Dere 's purty strong current behin' de stove, W'ere it 's passin' de chimley-stone, But he 'll come roun' yet, if he don't upset, So long he was lef' alone. W'at you t'ink he 's tryin' to do? A-shovin' along canoe. W'ere it 's passin' de chimley-stone, So long he was lef' alone. Dat 's way ev'ry boy on de house begin No sooner he 's twelve mont' ole; He 'll play canoe up an' down de Soo An' paddle an' push de pole, Den haul de log all about de place, Till dey 're fillin' up mos' de room, An' say it 's all right, for de storm las' night Was carry away de boom. No sooner he 's twelve mont' ole; An' paddle an' push de pole, Till dey 're fillin' up mos' de room, Was carry away de boom. Mebbe you see heem, de young loon bird, Wit' half of de shell hangin' on, Tak' hees firse slide to de water side, An' off on de lake he 's gone. Out of de cradle dey 're goin' sam' way On reever an' lake an' sea; For born to de trade, dat 's how dey 're made, De familee Laramie. Wit' half of de shell hangin' on, An' off on de lake he 's gone. On reever an' lake an' sea; De familee Laramie.