As I was sitting in my own cozy corner,
Thinking all on the few dollars to make,
My wife says to me, "Why don't you try subbing?
They're making good wages up on the Twin Lakes."
The answer I gave, "I don't know what about it,
For I don't want the A.N.D. Company to break;
I'm afraid they won't find enough money to pay me,
If I gets a month's subbing up on the Twin Lakes."
I started for Twin Lakes late up in November,
Thoughts of the subbing would make your heart ache;
I got home some firewood, packed me old kitbag,
And started right off for the shores of Twin Lakes.
I arrived at the camp one fine Sunday evening,
'Bout four o'clock, if I make no mistake;
The bunks were all filled so, I slept on the table,
That's how I spent my first night up on Twin Lakes.
Some men in their sleep they were piling up timber,
Others were shouting, "Pass down the short cake!"
And all kinds of nonsense I cannot remember,
The boys they were using up on the Twin Lakes.
It's up in the morning in a very good humour,
Out in the forepeak a bucksaw to take;
A chance for good timber I heard in the rumour,
It could not be found on the shores of Twin Lakes.
It's out in the woods with a bucksaw and measure,
Work like a slave small wages to make;
If you want any money you'll have to quit subbing,
You'll get to Twin Lakes.
Two dollars they'll pay you for piling up timber,
Then eighteen dollars for board they will pay;
And then they will charge you six dollars for blankets,
Then that's how you're soaked on the shores of Twin Lakes.
Look at those contractors, see how they will nip you,
They'll keep you right down with their foot on your neck;
If you want a good show and plenty of timber,
Try and keep clear of the shores of Twin Lakes.
Come all you young women a-seeking a husband,
Don't marry a subber, don't make that mistake;
If you wants a good home and plenty of money,
Don't marry the subber subs on the Twin Lakes.
Come all you old merchants who stand 'round your counter,
Waiting the poor subbers money to take;
And when you sits down to your fresh pork and cabbage,
Just think on the subber subs on the Twin Lakes.
Come all you young men who are seeking employment,
Heed a poor subber's warning and make no mistake;
Get aboard the express and go 'cross the island,
And try and keep clear of the shores of Twin Lakes.