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There's a schooner in the bay, women makin' hay;
Havin' fun out in the sun, in the good old Newfoundland, my son.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
There's piles of codfish dryin', and the sound of seagulls cryin';
On Dominion Day we drink the best and other days we fish and rest.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
The bay boys they come into town to swing those towny girls around;
To join in that accordion sound and to drink some good old Newf Screech down.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
All in lace from Harbour Grace don't the girls look pretty;
Showin' off their boots and smocks, makin' the boys act giddy.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
An all-night dance at Come-By-Chance makes a happy day;
And the boys and girls show they care in the good old Newfie way.
Romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
With romp and stomp, gettin' drunk, doin' the Newfie Polka;
Fish and brewis, they like their booze, doin' the Newfie Polka.
Recorded by Michael T. Wall (King Of The Newfies, 1978, Boot Records).
See more songs by Michael T. Wall.
From the Dictionary Of Newfoundland English:
Brewis - sea-biscuit or 'hard tack' soaked in water and then boiled; such a dish cooked with salt cod and fat pork.
