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Kanu Links
Spanish River©
2000 Dave Hadfield
The song is about the hundreds of people that worked there, way back when...
But some are still around and they remember. Such a man was part of the little group that
camped at the Elbow in February 2000 and he told the old stories, even dug out old photos
of lumber camps, horses and men working at the river. The man's name is Bill Blight, lives
in Espanola, and he also is the photographer who took the photos on this webpage.
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Weve come to see the children of the ancient
northern timber.
Step out and haul away, were bound for Spanish River.
Listen to the silence of the forest in the winter.
Step out....
Following the footsteps of a thousand nameless men,
Who spent the winter lumbering; it wasnt silent then.
The white pine was piled on shore, to wait the breath of spring,
And to the tune of axe and saw youd hear the voices sing:
Step out....
Step out...
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The icy wind thats in your face
would make a husky shiver.
Step out....
On my sled Ive got my bag and tent and stove and dinner.
Step out....
There are those who still recall the days of giant pines,
And old Baptiste who ran the drive and men who strived,
To work the weary winter away, and dream of when in spring,
Theyd come down to Sudbury town and make the taverns ring! (with)
Step out....
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Its early in the morning and my tent is frosted
silver.
Step out....
I light the stove and watch the firelight make the crystals glitter.
Step out....
We walk upon the Spanish shore and think upon the day,
When showshoes were for working men and not for those at play,
And though the giant pines have disappeared into the past,
May this wood grow as it should and then forever last!
Step out....
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