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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Corduroy Road</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">De corduroy road go bompety bomp,<br>De corduroy road go jompety jomp,<br>An' he' s takin'beeg chances upset hees load<br>De horse dat 'll trot on de corduroy road.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course it's purty rough, but it's handy<br>t'ing enough<br>An' dey mak' it wit' de log all jine togeder<br>W'en deystrek de swampy groun' w' ere de<br>Water hang aroun'<br>Or passin'by some tough ole beaver medder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it' s not macadamize, so if you're only<br>wise<br>You will tak' your tam an' never min' de<br>worry<br>For de corduroy is bad, an' will mak' you<br>plaintee mad<br>By de way de buggy jomp, in case you hurry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' I' m sure you don't expec' leetle Victorine <br>Leveque<br>She was knowin' moche at all about dem <br>places, <br>'Cos she's never dere before, till young Zeph-<br>irin Madore<br>He was takin' her away for see de races.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, I wish you see her den, dat's before she<br>marry, w' en<br>She's de fines' on de lan' but no use talkin'<br>I can bet you w'at you lak, if you meet her<br>you look back<br>Jus' to watch de fancy way dat girl is walkin'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yass de leetle Victorine was de nices' girl be-<br>tween<br>De town of Yamachiche an' Maskinongé,<br>But she's stuck up an' she's proud, an' you 'll<br>never count de crowd<br>Of de boy she geev' it w'at dey call de congé.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! De moder spoil her sure, for even Joe<br>D'Amour<br>W'en he's ready nearly ev'ry t'ing to geev<br>her<br>If she mak' de mariée, only say, 'please go<br>away'<br>An' he's riches habitant along de reever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Zephirin he try it too, an' he's workin' some-<br>t'ing new<br>For he's makin' de ole woman many presen'<br>Prize package on de train, umbrella for de rain<br>But she' s grompy all de tam, an' never<br>pleasan'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wall, w'en he ax Ma-dame tak' de girl away<br>dat tam<br>See dem races on Sorel wit' all de trotter<br>De moder say 'All right if you bring her<br>home to-night<br>Before de cow'smilk, I let go, ma<br>daughter.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Victorin she go wit' Zephirin her beau<br>On de yankee buggy mak' it on St. Bruno<br>An' w'en dey pass hotel on de middle of Sorel<br>Dey're puttin' on de beeges' style dat you<br>know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wall! dey got some good horse dere, but<br>Zephirin don't care<br>He's back it up hees own paroisse, ba golly,<br>An' he mak' it t'ree doll-arr w'en Maskinongé<br>Star<br>On de two mile heat was beatin' Sorel Molly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Victorin don't min' at all, till de 'free for<br>all' dey call<br>Dat's de las' race dey was run before de snow fly<br>Den she say 'I t'ink de cow mus'be getting'<br>home soon now<br>An' you know it's only clock ole woman go by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' if we're comin'late w'en de cow pass on<br>de gate<br>You'll be sorry if you hear de way she talk<br>dere,<br>So w'en I see de race on Sorel or any place<br>After dis, you may be sure I got to walk dere.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Den he laugh dat Zephirin, an' he say 'Your<br>poor mama<br>I know de pile she t'ink about her daughter<br>So we'll tak' de sshort road back on de cor-<br>duroy race track<br>Don't matter if we got to sweem de water.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No wonder he is smile till you hear heem half<br>a mile<br>For dat morning he was tole hees leetle broder<br>Let de cattle out de gate, so he know it's<br>purty late<br>By de tam dem cow was findin' out each oder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So along de corduroy de young girl an' de boy<br>Dey was kipin' up a joggin' nice an' steady<br>It is n't heavy load, an' Guillaume he know de<br>road<br>For many tam he's been dat way already.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But de girl she fin' it slow, so she ax de boy<br>to go<br>Somet'ing better dan a mile on fifteen minute<br>An' he's touch heem up Guillaume; so dat<br>horse he lay for home<br>an' de nex' t'ing Victorine she know she's<br>in it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O, pull him in, 'she yell, 'for even on Sorel<br>I am sure I never see de quicker racer,'<br>But it's leetle bit too late, for de horse is get<br>hees gait<br>an' de worse of all ba gosh! Guillaume's a <br>pacer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See hees tail upon de air, no wonder she was<br>scare<br>But she hang on lak de winter on T'ree<br>Reever<br>Cryin' out- 'please hol' me tight, or I'm<br>comin'dead to-night<br>An' ma poor ole moder dear, I got to leave <br>her.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wit'her arm aroun' hees wais': she was doin'<br>it in case<br>She bus'her head, or keel herse'f, it's not so<br>easy sayin'<br>Dey was comin' on de jomp t'roo dat dam ole<br>beaver swamp<br>An' meet de crowd is lookin' for dem cow was<br>go a-stayin'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Den she's cryin', Victorine, for she's knowin'<br>w'at it mean<br>De parish dey was talkin' firse chances dey be<br>gettin',<br>But no sooner dat young man stop de horse, <br>he tak' her han'<br>An' w'isper 'never min', ma chere, won't do<br>no good a-frettin'.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Non! she is n't cryin' long, for he tole her it<br>was wrong<br>She 's sure he save her life too, or she was<br>moche mistaken,<br>An' de ole Ma-dame Leveque also kiss heem,<br>on de neck<br>An'quickly affer dat Hooraw! de man an' wife<br>dey're makin'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Henry+Drummond">William Henry Drummond</a><div class=q>
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De corduroy road go jompety jomp,
An' he' s takin'beeg chances upset hees load
De horse dat 'll trot on de corduroy road.

Of course it's purty rough, but it's handy
t'ing enough
An' dey mak' it wit' de log all ji..."></div>
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