The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1915-09-02
A LONG WAY TO OLD cRlEHAvEN.

LONG WAY TO OLD CRIEnAvEN
After q recent old fashioned supper a
he Criehaven Club House Rev. Mr.
Haynes was introduced by the president
Ralph H. Wilson, and sang the following
ong to the tune of Tipperary:
There's rugged little Island.
And it lies far out to sea;
It's rocky and it's humpy
But it's very dear to me;
The men are tough and brawny
With q ready, kindly side.
While the women, they are fair and sweet
All woodland yard wide!
Chorus
It's long way to old Criehaven,
It's long way to 60,
And the water is very lumpy
And the boat seems awfully slow.
High holes and hollow punches
Fill the sea-sick souls with fright;
It's long, long way to old Criehaven.
But she is all right.
They have brand new Club House,
It will carry quite load,
Though it doesn't look so very large
As you come up the road.
IL 3 ukG tuS 6uV06 suAt Elcu KGI8s
Beneath her skirts they hide,
For outwardly they're pretty small,
Yet they're quite'la inside.
First Ola and then Mabel
Teach the kids little while:
Then they 60 to school to Cupid.
And they graduate in style.
For someone says, "Oh, wilt thou?"
And they wilt" without groan,
Now we hope to see them start
A kindergarten of their own.
But the teacher who now :holds the job
Has taught fer many years;
There are silver threads among the black
And yet have my fears
That the custom may be catching,
And that as she walks the sands
Some gay old boy will seize her
And take her off my hands.
There was time when Summer Girls
This Island sought for rest,
And Barnard E. and Willie
Faithfully picked out the best.
They went to sail by moonlight, starlight.
In the Silver Spray,
They don't do that way any more,
They grin instead and say
They're long way from old Criehaven,
A long way to 60.
1t takes lots of gas to get there,
And the boat seems awfully slow.
The girls here are no attraction,
With them no more we'll roam;
We've settled down to steady business,
To have home of our own.
Harry took the job to paint
A house not far away,
And he bravely climbed the ladder
On one gray and foggy day;
And while he reached from here to there
The ladder took slide;
He gave one glance beneath him
And most fervently he sighed
Chorus
It's long way to old Criehaven,
But I'm moving some fast.
The journey may be quite lengthy
But it isn't going to last.
Oh, the rocks rise up to greet me,
The result is very clear,
This short cut to old Criehaven-
Thank Heaven-l'm here!
Frederick now has left the store.
A farmer bold is he;
He raises peas and swimming pools
And wind mills by the sea.
He gets on very nicely on the land
Among his kin,
But when he nears the ocean, why!
He seems to fall right in.
CHORUS.
It's long way to old Criehaven,
It's long way to go.
And the water is mighty frosty (Bur-r-r-r-r
And there's quite AL undertow
Oh, the fire in the cock stove.
And the nice, soft easy chair.
I'll keep on swimming very bravely,
For my hearts right there.
Through the winter Leland wore
A path to Hillside Farm,
He said he went to get the milk,
But Annie was the charm.
Now Annie's gone and Leland's quit,
He gets the milk 10 more,
But Leslie gives tie same excuse
That Leland gave before
CHORUS.
It's short trip to reach the Hillside,
short trip to go.
It's GOOD job to lug the milk pail
When there's some one there you know;
But when summer days have ended
And Seal Cove's filled with foam,
It's long, long way to lug the milk pail
When the girls have gone home