Lyrics:

Come all ye friends I'll sit you down
And sing an oleful ditty
'Twas on a day in April month
We started from the city
We planned a day or two at Maars
We stalwart men were chosen
To remove ol' Charlie from Angle Pond
Who fell in when the pond was frozen

We seven men came roaring down
On the road to Roaches Line
We might have stopped in Avondale or Brigus might have been fine
We was hungry as sin but we never stopped in
Nor took any time to park us
We all of us knew that we must get through to remove old Charlie's carcass

Here's to Charlie Horse, here's to Shave the Master
No better horse ne'er ran the course nor pulled the logs more faster
Here's to Charlie Horse and I wants ye all to know
Charlie's gone to the big corral where all good horses go

In the car was Ol' Pocket Comb and beside him Old Moose Coosten
And Barracuda Bill and Jimmy Clark in the back seat he was roostin'
There was Smiley Stubborn and the Mounted Police
It wasn't hard to find him
And Johnny Pollack and Sagebrush Sam was sitting right in beside him
Kevin and Buck was also there, but they brought some brawn and brains
They was aiming to help as best they could to remove old Chuck's remains
Charlie was like a brother to Shave and he loved him well of course
Charlie was a very good man you see although he'd been a horse

Here's to Charlie Horse, here's to Shave the Master
No better horse ne'er ran the course nor pulled the logs more faster
Here's to Charlie Horse and I want ye all to know
Charlie's gone to the big corral where all good horses go

Now I'll spare you all the gruesome details
And just relate the end
With two stout doors and a few strong ropes
We removed old Shady's friend
We gave him a decent send off with all our hats removed
So long as we helped old Shave and his friend, our loyalty was proved
Somewhere up in the great beyond his eyes are shining bright
Charlie nods an approving nod cause he knows we did him right
Shave will join him there one day and he'll bring the harness leather
And so and for all of eternity they'll pull the logs together

Here's to Charlie Horse, here's to Shave the Master
No better horse ne'er ran the course nor pulled the logs more faster
Here's to Charlie Horse and I want ye all to know
Charlie's gone to the big corral where all good horses go