Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Erie Canal , by - Burl Ives. Song from the album Hit Parade Platinum Collection Burl Ives, in the genre ПопRelease date: 29.02.2008
Record label: Dynamic
Song language: English
The Erie Canal |
| We were forty miles from Albany forget it I never shall |
| What a terrible storm we had one night on the Eire Canal |
| Oh the Eire Canal was a-rising, the gin was a-getting low |
| And scarcely think we’ll get a drink till we get to Buffalo till we get to |
| Buffalo |
| Our captain he came on deck with a spy glass in his hand |
| And the fog it was so tunnel thick that he couldn’t spy the land |
| Oh the Eire Canal was a-rising, the gin was a-getting low |
| And scarcely think we’ll get a drink till we get to Buffalo till we get to |
| Buffalo |
| Our cook she was a grand old gal, she had a ragged dress |
| We hoisted her upon a pole as a signal of distress |
| Oh the Eire Canal was a-rising, the gin was a-getting low |
| And scarcely think we’ll get a drink till we get to Buffalo till we get to |
| Buffalo |
| The captain he got married and the cook she went to jail |
| And I’m the only son of a gun left to tell the tale |
| Oh the Eire Canal was a-rising, the gin was a-getting low |
| And scarcely think we’ll get a drink till we get to Buffalo till we get to |
| Buffalo |