There is one class of men in this country that never is mentioned in song.
But now, since 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 there's none know the life of a driver - What they he suffers with hardship and cold.
With their pike-poles and peavies, and bateaus and all
They're sure to drive out in the spring, that's the time!
With the caulks on their boots as they get on the logs
And it's hard to get over their time.
Billey Dorothey he is the manager, and he's a good man at the trade;
And when he's around seeking drivers, he's like a train going down grade,
But still he's a man that's kindhearted. On his word you can always depend
And there's never a man that works with him but likes to go with him again.
With their pike-poles and peavies, and bateaus and all
They're sure to drive out in the spring, that's the time!
With the caulks on their boots as they get on the logs
And it's hard to get over their time.
I tell you today back in London, 'The Times' it is read by each man
But little they think of the fellows who drove the wood on Mary Ann
Yet paper is made out of pulpwood, and many things more you may know.
And long may our men live to drive it upon Paymeoch and Tomjoe.
With their pike-poles and peavies, and bateaus and all
They're sure to drive out in the spring, that's the time!
With the caulks on their boots as they get on the logs
And it's hard to get over their time.
The drive it is just below Badger, and everything is working grand,
With a jolly good crew of picked drivers and Ronald Kelly in command.
For Ronald is boss on the river, and he is a man that's alive.
He drove the wood off Victoria, now he's out on the main river drive.
With their pike-poles and peavies, and bateaus and all
They're sure to drive out in the spring, that's the time!
With the caulks on their boots as they get on the logs
And it's hard to get over their time.
So 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.
And long may they live for to flourish, and continue to chop, drive, and roll.
And long may the business be managed by Mr. Dorothy and Mr. Cole.
With their pike-poles and peavies, and bateaus and all
They're sure to drive out in the spring, that's the time!
With the caulks on their boots as they get on the logs
And it's hard to get over their time.
