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Princess Maggie vs Big Oil Alberta
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Maggie (buffalo) Leclair was full blooded Chippewa Indian. She lived on the shores of Kamiakotia lake in Northern Ontario just past Timmins. She had buried a husband and two or three children the legend says, on a island on the lake.
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paulhenrydallaire (www.youtube.com) Country all the way singer I PAY MY TAXES THEREFORE I AM
My band is called The (Passive Canadians Band) or (Men of No Tomorrows) The leader of the band is or was Gil Charron from Ottawa, ON. Canada. I am a singer/Songwriter from Timmins, Ontario. Canada which incidentally is also Shania Twain's home town. I have had a write up in the 'OUR CANADA' magazine in the Sept issue, written by Gary George which is pretty interesting. I have 3 Albums out: My songs are for sale on www.soundclick.com Most of my work is on www.youtube.com / paulhenrydallaire Album #1-For you my love my Canada =16 tracks #2- Songs of what I am =18 tracks #3- Le p'tit train du Nord =18 tracks in French tracks
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Charts
Peak #192
Peak in subgenre #65
Author
Paul Henry Dallaire
Rights
Paul Henry Pub. SOCAN
Uploaded
October 29, 2009
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MP3 4.1 MB 128 kbps 4:25
Story behind the song
I remember my father (Willie the map) saying to me when I was a kid that the lady could skin a beaver faster than you could smoke a cigarette. She was a Suffer jet before any body knew what the word women's Liberation ment. She paddled her own canoe and survived in an old log cabin on Kamiskotia Lake shore where she buried (as the legeng goes) her first husband and two children who died of the infuenza in the early part of the 20th century. She died in Timmins old age home (The Golden Manor) in the sixties. Ironnically there's not a trace nor a marker at the local cemetery. The only thing left I guess is this song. P.S. If Maggie had been an American you can bet your bottom dollar like Pocahontas, Lily Of The Mohawks and like Longfellows Song Of Hiawatha she's be known throughout the world.
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Princess Maggie Of Kamiaskotia There was naught but rocks and forests In our little country town And that hard rock gold miner Worked the earth without a frown Maggie was hard yet gentle And the will and strength she showed That she could not be beaten down By the winds and winter snows Her face was beaten by the weather And her back was bent and sore From packin moose and children Along the old Mattagami's shore Beside Kamiskotia mountain She'd stop and rest a while And drink tea from a cup of birch For she had walked many weary miles Over the fields of wheat and corn She'd sight a flock of Geese Flying in military form So high so wild so free She represented her culture well For a proud woman was she Like chief Dan George the indian She'll go down in history THe springtime sun had melted All around as you can see Exept that packed down snow shoe trail Left by Maggie and me The years have been so many Since the day you were my bride To-day the snow fall Maggie Covering all the country side Very soon eternal springs Will bring back the honey bees And the waters of the river Will dance for you and me Chorus: Just a simple song for Maggie My life my dream come true Indian blood flows in her veins And she speaks the parlez vous Verse: We've trecked across this country In the rain through woodland green Watched the Northern Lights at midnight When the clouds had blown away And when the night time brought us home Sleepin neath the jackpine tree We'd bathe our feet in the mornin dew Just you Maggie and me And now the great of spirits Have taken her away May the ghost of Maggie roam these valleys In Canada's great domain And when her search is over May she find not ill remains Of a land that once was indian And is the white man still to blame Chorus: End
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