The Badger Drive
There's one class of men in this country Who's names are not mentioned in song. But now that their trade is advancing, They'll come out on top before long. They say that our sailors have danger, And likewise our warriors bold. But none know the life of the driver How he suffers from hardship and toll. With our pike poles and peaveys And bateaus and all. They're sure to drive out in the spring That's the time. With their cocks on their boots As they get on the logs It's hard to get over their time. Well Bill Dority, he is the manager And he's a good man oat the trade. For when he's around seeking drivers He's like a train going down grade. But still he's a man who's kind hearted On his word you always depend. For never a man that's worked with him But likes to go with him again. Well the drive it is just below badger, And everything is working grand. With a jolly good crew of good badgers And Ronald Kelly in command. For Ronald's the boss on the river And he is one man who's alive. He drove the wood off of Victoria. Now he's out on the main river drive. Well now to conclude and to finish. I hope that you all will agree. In wishing success to all badgers And the A.N.D. Company. Long may they live for to flourish And continue to chop, drive and roll. And long may the business be managed By Bill Dority and Mr. Cole.