O memory, take my hand to-day
And lead me thro' the darkened bridge
Go 'way, go 'way, don't ring no more, ole bell of Saint Michel,
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Right on de mountain top,
But cloud sweepin' by, will fin' tam to stop
No matter how quickly he want to go,
I lak on summer ev'ning, w'en nice cool win' is blowin'
An' up above ma head, I hear de pigeon on de roof,
THAT zephyr every year
So soon was heard to sigh in forests here,
It was for her: that wrapp'd in gowns of green
Meads were so early seen,
BORD á Plouffe, Bord á Plouffe,
W'at do I see w'en I dream of you?
A shore w'ere de water is racin' by,
A small boy lookin', an' wonderin' w'y
Go easy wit' de paddle, an' steady wit' de
Geev rudder to de bes' man you got among
sailed away across the
You 'member de ole log-camp, Johnnie, up on de Cheval Gris,
W'ere we work so hard all winter, long ago you an' me?
Get along leetle mouse, kick de snow up
For it's fine winter road we 're travelto-