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It was early Monday morning, and the day be calm and fine,
To the Harbour Grace excursion, with the boys to have a time;
And just before the sailor pulled the gangway from the pier,
I saw some fella haul me wife aboard, as a volunteer.
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife cry,
O Me, O My, I think I'm gonna die;
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife say,
I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay.
We had three hundred souls on board, oh what a splendid sight,
Matt Strong in regimentals, to make our spirits bright;
With me self being in the double, with the funny things they'd say,
And they'd choke themselves from laughing, when they see us in the bay.
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife cry,
O Me, O My, I think I'm gonna die;
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife say,
I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay.
Now, me wife she got no better, she turned a sickly green,
I gave her soap and candy, fat pork and gasoline;
Castor-oil and sugar of candy, I rubbed hair-oil on her face,
And they said she'd be a dandy, when she reaches Harbour Grace.
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife cry,
O Me, O My, I think I'm gonna die;
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife say,
I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay.
My wife she got no better, my wife, my darling dear,
The screeches from her throat, you could hear in Carbonear;
I searched every place in Harbour Grace, searched every store and shop,
To get her something for the cure, or take her to the hop.
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife cry,
O Me, O My, I think I'm gonna die;
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife say,
I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay.
Oh, she died below the Brandies, as we were coming back,
We buried her in the ocean, wrapped up in the Union Jack;
And now I am a single man, in search of a pretty face,
And the woman who says she'll have me, sure I'm off for Harbour Grace.
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife cry,
O Me, O My, I think I'm gonna die;
O Me, O My, I heard me poor wife say,
I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay.
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It was [G] early Monday morning, and the day be calm and fine,
For the [D7] Harbour Grace excursion, with the [G] boys to [D7] have a [G] time;
And just before the sailors took the [C] gangway from the [G] pier,
I [C] saw some fellow [G] haul me wife a- [D7] board, as a volun- [G] teer.
Oh [G] Me, Oh My, I heard me poor wife cry,
Oh [D7] Me, Oh My, I [G] think I'm [D7] gonna [G] die;
Oh Me, Oh My, I [C] heard me poor wife [G] say,
I [C] wish I'd never [G] taken this ex- [D] cursion around the [G] bay.
We had [G] three hundred souls on board, oh what a splendid sight,
Matt [D7] Strong in regimentals, to [G] make our [D7] spirits [G] bright;
With me self being in the double, with the [C] funny things they'd [G] say,
And [C] they'd choke themselves [G] from laughing, when [D7] they see us in the [G] bay.
Oh [G] Me, Oh My, I heard me poor wife cry,
Oh [D7] Me, Oh My, I [G] think I'm [D7] gonna [G] die;
Oh Me, Oh My, I [C] heard me poor wife [G] say,
I [C] wish I'd never [G] taken this ex- [D] cursion around the [G] bay.
Now, me [G] wife she got no better, she turned a sickly green,
I gave [D7] her soap and candy, fat pork [G] and [D7] gaso- [G] line;
Castor-oil and sugar of candy, I rubbed [C] hair-oil on her [G] face,
And [C] they said she'd be [G] a dandy, when she [D7] reaches Harbour [G] Grace.
Oh [G] Me, Oh My, I heard me poor wife cry,
Oh [D7] Me, Oh My, I [G] think I'm [D7] gonna [G] die;
Oh Me, Oh My, I [C] heard me poor wife [G] say,
I [C] wish I'd never [G] taken this ex- [D] cursion around the [G] bay.
My wife [G] she got no better, my wife, my darling dear,
The [D7] screeches from her throat, you could [G] hear in [D7] Carbo- [G] near;
I searched every place in Harbour Grace, searched [C] every store and [G] shop,
To [C] get her something [G] for the cure, to [D7] take her to the [G] hop.
Oh [G] Me, Oh My, I heard me poor wife cry,
Oh [D7] Me, Oh My, I [G] think I'm [D7] gonna [G] die;
Oh Me, Oh My, I [C] heard me poor wife [G] say,
I [C] wish I'd never [G] taken this ex- [D] cursion around the [G] bay.
Oh, she [G] died below the Brandies, as we were coming back,
We bur- [D7] ied her in the ocean, wrapped [G] up in the [D7] Union [G] Jack;
And now I am a single man, in [C] search of a pretty [G] face,
And [C] the woman who [G] says she'll have me, sure I'm [D7] off for Harbour [G] Grace.
Oh [G] Me, Oh My, I heard me poor wife cry,
Oh [D7] Me, Oh My, I [G] think I'm [D7] gonna [G] die;
Oh Me, Oh My, I [C] heard me poor wife [G] say,
I [C] wish I'd never [G] taken this ex- [D] cursion around the [G] bay.
~ MIDI file and chords contributed by Bob Dumais ~
