Oh, how dost thou, jolly worker
With joyous laugh and smile broad,
Display to all thy cheerful soul.
Though work is hard and dull to all,
Thou workest hard at this thy call.
Though heavy be the logs you haul,
Thou dost with pride as of a lord.
Oh, how dost thou, jolly worker.
We know of thou, merry worker,
Of these thy neighbors next to thee,
Of how thou servest each as friend,
A helping hand in ev’ry way.
We’ve heard of not a single day
That thou hast failed each to send,
A hopeful, friendly word of glee,
Yes, we know, oh, merry worker.
‘Tis said of thee, happy worker,
A lovely wife thou hast at home,
For whom thou workest day by day,
To give to her the best of years;
To spare from her the lonely tears,
And this remains thy tender way
With friends, with child, with wife, alone.
‘Tis said of thee, happy worker.