WE'LL RANT AND WE'LL ROAR (LIKE TRUE NEWFOUNDLANDERS)
Le Mesurrier c.1875
My name it is Robert, they call me Bob
I sail in the Ino with Skipper Tim Brown.
l'm bound to have Dolly or Biddy or Molly
As soon as l'm able to plank the cash down.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true
We'Il rant and we'll roar on deck and below
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the Channel to Toslow
l'm a son of a sea-cook, and a cook in a
I can dance, I can sing, I can reef the
I can handle a jigger, and cuts a big figure
Whenever I gets in a boat's standing room.
If the voyage is good, then this fall I will
I wants two pound ten for a ring and the
A couple o' dollars for clean shirt and
And a handful o' coppers to make up a feast.
There's plump little Polly, her name is
There's John Coady's Kitty, and Mary Tibbo;
There's Clara from Bruley, and young Martha
But the nicest of all is my girl in Toslow.
Farewell and adieu to ye fair ones of VaIen,
Farewell and adieu to ye girls in the Cove;
I'm bound to the westward, to the wall with
the hole in,
I'II take her from Toslow the wild world to
Farewell and adieu to ye girls of St. Kyran's,
Of Paradise and Presque, Big and Little Bona,
l'm bound unto Toslow to marry sweet Biddy,
And if I don't do so, I'm afraid of her da.
I've bought me a house from Katherine Davis,
A twenty-pound bed from Jimmy MeGrath;
I'll get me a settle, a pot and a kettle;
Then I'll be ready for Biddy - hurrah!
O, I brought in the Ino this spring from the
Some rings and gold brooches for the girls in
I bought me a case-pipe - they call it a
It melted like butter upon a hot day.
I went to a dance one night at Fox Harbour,
There were plenty of girls, so nice as you'd
There was one pretty maiden a-chawin' of
Just like a young kitten a-gnawing fresh fish.
Then here is a heaIth to the girls of Fox
Of Oderin and Presque, Crabbes Hole and
Now let ye be jolly, don't be melancholy,
I can't marry all, or in chokey I'd be.