The Cobalt SongCanadian Traditional/Folk Song
Lyrics
Refrain
For we'll sing a little song of Cobalt
If you don't live there it's your own fault
Oh you Cobalt
Where the wintry breezes blow.
Where all the silver comes from
And you live a life and then some
Oh you Colbalt
You're the best old town I know.
You may talk about your cities
And all the towns you know
With trolley cars and pavements hard
And theatres where you go.
You can have your little auto
And carriages so fine
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
Old Porcupine is a muskeg
Elk Lake a fire trap
New Liskeard's just a country town
And Haileybury's just come back.
You can buy the whole of Latchford
For a nickel or a dime
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
We've got the only Lang Street
There's blind pigs everywhere
Old Cobalt Lake's a dirty place
There's mud all over the square.
We've got the darndest railroad
That never runs on time
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
We've bet our dough on hockey
And swore till the air was blue
The Cobalt stocks have emptied our socks
With the dividends cut in two.
They don't get any of our money
In darned old Porcupine
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
The Cobalt Song - Canadian Traditional/Folk Song Free Midi Download
Midi files sequenced by Barry Taylor
Lyrics
Refrain
For we'll sing a little song of Cobalt
If you don't live there it's your own fault
Oh you Cobalt
Where the wintry breezes blow.
Where all the silver comes from
And you live a life and then some
Oh you Colbalt
You're the best old town I know.
You may talk about your cities
And all the towns you know
With trolley cars and pavements hard
And theatres where you go.
You can have your little auto
And carriages so fine
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
Old Porcupine is a muskeg
Elk Lake a fire trap
New Liskeard's just a country town
And Haileybury's just come back.
You can buy the whole of Latchford
For a nickel or a dime
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
We've got the only Lang Street
There's blind pigs everywhere
Old Cobalt Lake's a dirty place
There's mud all over the square.
We've got the darndest railroad
That never runs on time
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
We've bet our dough on hockey
And swore till the air was blue
The Cobalt stocks have emptied our socks
With the dividends cut in two.
They don't get any of our money
In darned old Porcupine
But it's hobnail boots and a flannel shirt
In Cobalt town for mine.
The Cobalt Song - Canadian Traditional/Folk Song Free Midi Download
Midi files sequenced by Barry Taylor
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