Skookum Jim
W. R. GORDON
1911

Skookum Jim, " hiss tyee "
Of Coquitlam Indian Rancheree,
Was a big buck chief, but you will see
There was something bigger than even he,
Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim was old and sage,
At least, so he thought for a man of his age.
(He was sixty-eight when he earned the wage
That goes with sin as per Holy Page)
Was Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim was strictly "it"
In his tribal halls for he held the " sit,"
Of Indian constable, learned and fit
To administer law, he made a hit
With Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim -but speak it low---
Had one bad fault, when he had the dough
He'd lick up booze like Chinook winds blow
Over the land and absorb the snow.
Would Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim -here hangs the tale -
Went once too oft to the bar-room rail
For another load of his old tin pail.
With the load he had he could hardly sail.
Could Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim went sound asleep
On the edge of a wharf by the Fraser deep.
He never woke up; in a boozy heap
He rolled overboard, and his "tillikums" weep
For Skookum Jim.

Skookum Jim, " hias tyee "
Of Coquitlam Indian Rancheree,
Was a big buck chief, but, as you see,
There was something bigger than even he,
Skookum Jim.