Of de young Champlain on dat summer day,

You can hear dem holler ten mile away.

 Port Rossignol is de place dey call (I 'm sorry dat nam' it was disappear); An' mos' ev'ry tree dem Frenchman see Got nice leetle bird singin', "Welcome here." An' happy dey were, dem voyageurs An' de laugh come out on de sailors' face— No wonder, too, w'en de shore dey view, For w'ere can you see it de better place? 

(I 'm sorry dat nam' it was disappear);

Got nice leetle bird singin', "Welcome here."

An' de laugh come out on de sailors' face—

For w'ere can you see it de better place?

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 If you want to fin' w'at is lef' behin' Of de story I try very hard tell you, Don't bodder me now or raise de row, But study de book de sam' I do. 

Of de story I try very hard tell you,

But study de book de sam' I do.

 

 [1] De-mo. 

 [2] Shaum-pla. 

 

 

 

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