OK folks, so we are going all the way from the Klondike to that famous Fee Bath and Massages place way out on some Canada hillbylly's turf...
Did you know that my two trecherous brothers had kept good gold from me? well they had it coming, don't they?

PeeWee suggested after that gold fiasco
that we go visiting Canadian Pirate Fee
and for do it more interesting, for whom?
he said taking Mean Tall Woman with him!

The cheating brother wanted to race fast
without stopping getting there from here,
when his copilot will drive like a little slave
the cheating brother will only go and sleep.

Jersey Ed, another cheating one not less,
Commanded Rufuz to go and sabotage me,
as he went leaving us to eat disgusting dust
from his Jersey State that’s not a eau-de-vie.

While flirting like a temptress with yours truly
PeeWee’s Mean Tall Woman tried to distract me,
as Rufuz was trying with a few pounds of dynamite
to give us a push away from the long road to Fee.

But those getting the last of all the great laughs
doesn’t run like wacko brothers if one don’t need,
because I done a little calumet smoking with a Sioux
and this wacky race, believed or not, got a fix.

I will running inebriated with first class tequila
with one of those fatty worm they put in it
waiting in the land of Felix and the Mounties
getting a rubout by Canadian maidens by the sea.

Jersey Ed would mired down with nagging Rufuz,
after the knucklehead lost in the mud his wheels,
and because it was the twenty-eight squaw day
PeeWee got a few days stop, and no inside teepee!

It is an old saying that you can’t teach an old dog
any of the modern and fanciful so many new tricks,
that brothers of mine will never learn, this old geezer
always has, against them, something up his sleeve.