The Icelandic Canadian - 01.12.2008, Blaðsíða 11

Vol. 62 #1
THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN
Days are now long and the nights not so cold
The sun changes snow into rain.
The slush from the snow, makes it real hard to go
The season is ending again.
The weather is warm, there’s work to be done
They’re painting the boats to go north.
It won’t be too long ‘til next season is here
They’ll be leaving after May 24th.
There’s talk in the town, there’s pickerel around
And the saugers are plentiful too.
The whitefish boats will be heading up north
And the pickerel will be going there too.
It’s pickerel we want on the south of the lake
But sometimes are hard to be found.
There’s sunfish, suckers, tulibee and carp
It’s a good thing there’s sauger around.
The harbour seems empty without the big boats
They’re a sight when they all come back in.
Like the Odinn, the Viking and the Icelander, too
Many others, and the big Sigga Lynn.
It’s been a good season for the boats up north
They brought in a pretty good haul.
But we, in the south, didn’t do quite as well
We’ll have to fish that much more in the fall.
We all have our good days, and even the bad
It seems like it’s always that way.
It’s what we make of each day that counts
For things can’t go right every day.
So rise up ye men, young and old
Be proud with your heads held up high.
We don’t work quite as hard as our ancestors did
But we give it a pretty good try.