Our first Canadian job when boy, + 

In the big woods we did enjoy, + 

Large maple bush we then did tap + 

And to camp carried maple sap. + 

We stored it in great wooden trough, + 

Then in big kettles sugared off, + 

Though often it did try our mettle + 

To keep up fire beneath each kettle. + 

For it was a serious toil + 

To cut the wood to kettles boil, + 

To-night it is a pleasant joke, + 

No trouble from the fire and smoke. + 

Of old we thought our neck was broke + 

By having on it a neckyoke, + 

And on each side a heavy pail + 

Suspended from the yoke by bail. + 

We waded through the snow and slush + 

And stumbled o’er the logs in bush, + 

But no doubt the maple’s sweeter + 

Than any other thing in meter. + 

Unless it is the lips of lass, + 

Which maple sugar doth surpass, + 

And may it be each young man’s fate + 

For to secure a charming mate. + 

For birds will soon begin to sing + 

And seek their mates in early spring, + 

When found each pair do feel they’re blest, + 

When they have finished their warm nest. + 

Let none at sugar making scoff, + 

Webster was rocked in a sap trough; + 

When boiling sap it is quite handy + 

To pour some in snow to make candy. + 