Unless dere 's oder folk dere, Mebbe wan or two or t'ree, Canayen is comin' workin' on de State— Den you see petite Marie Leetle Joe an' Angelique, Hormisdas an' Dieudonné, But you can't tole half de nam'—it don't matter any way— 'Sides de fader he don't t'ink it's not'ing great. 

Mebbe wan or two or t'ree,

Den you see petite Marie

 De moder, you can see her An' she got de basket dere Wit' de fine t'ing for de chil'ren nice an' slick— For dey can't get fat on air— Cucumber, milk, an' onion, some leetle cake also De ole gran'moder 's makin' on de farm few days ago— W'at 's use buy dollar dinner mak' dem sick? 

An' she got de basket dere

For dey can't get fat on air—

 But look de Yankee woman Wit' de book upon her han', Readin', readin', an' her husban', he can't get Any chance at all, poor man, For sit down, de way de seat's all pile up wit' magazine— De t'ing lak dat on Canadaw is never, never seen. Would n't she be better wit' some chil'ren? Wall! you bet! 

Wit' de book upon her han',

Any chance at all, poor man,

 No wonder dey was bringin' For helpin' dem along So many kin' of feller I dunno— Chinee washee from Kong Kong An' w'at dey call Da-go, was work for dollar a day, But w'en dey mak' some money, off dey 're goin', right away— Dat 's de reason dey was get de nam' Da-go. 

For helpin' dem along

Chinee washee from Kong Kong

 Of course so long dey 're comin' From ev'ry place dey can, Not knowin' moche, dere 's not'ing fuss about Only boss de stranger man— But now dem gang of feller dat 's come across de sea— He 's gettin' leetle smarter, an' he got de familee— So Uncle Sam mus' purty soon look out. 

From ev'ry place dey can,

Only boss de stranger man—

 I wonder he don't know it— It 's funny he don't see Dere 's somet'ing else dan money day an' night— Non—he 'll work hese'f cra-zee, Den travel roun' de worl', an' use de money too— De King hese'f can't spen' lak de Yankee man is do— But w'ere 's de leetle chil'ren? dat's not right! 

It 's funny he don't see

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