The Voyageur and Other Poems
So long as I get barbotte—

Ho! Ho! for me it 's de nice barbotte.

 No fuss to ketch heem—no row at all, De sam' as you have wit' bass— Never can tell if you hook heem well, An' mebbe he 's gone at las'! An' trout, wall! any wan 's ketchin' trout Dey got to be purty smart— But leetle bull-pout, don't have to look out, For dem feller got no heart— Good t'ing, dey ain't got no heart 

De sam' as you have wit' bass—

An' mebbe he 's gone at las'!

Dey got to be purty smart—

For dem feller got no heart—

Good t'ing, dey ain't got no heart

 Dat 's wan of de reason I lak heem too— For all you have got to do Is takin' your pole on de feeshin' hole An' anchor de ole canoe— Den spit on de worm for luck, an' pass De leetle hook up de gut, An' drop it down slow, jus' a minute or so, An' pull up de nice barbotte, Ha! Ha! de fine leetle fat barbotte. 

For all you have got to do

An' anchor de ole canoe—

De leetle hook up de gut,

An' pull up de nice barbotte,

Ha! Ha! de fine leetle fat barbotte.

 Pleasan' to lissen upon de spring De leetle bird sing hees song, Wile you watch de line an' look out for sign Of mooshrat swimmin' along; Den tak' it easy an' smoke de pipe, An' w'ere is de man has got More fun dan you on de ole canoe W'en dey 're bitin', de nice barbotte— De nice leetle fat barbotte. 

De leetle bird sing hees song,

Of mooshrat swimmin' along;

An' w'ere is de man has got

W'en dey 're bitin', de nice barbotte—

De nice leetle fat barbotte.


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