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Now, Johnny Brown is a friend of mine,
he lives just down the road,
Got to hear about the trip he had
when he went up to T.O.;
Went up to see his little girl,
for she had just been wed,
They put him down the basement
in a big old waterbed.

He said, "Goodnight, put out the light."
Then he crawled into the sack,
He twist'd 'round and he almost drowned
when everything went black;
His knees rind out from climbing out,
they could hear him over head:
"My boat was rough but not as tough
as this old waterbed.

"Gee wiz, I'm back in Newfie,
fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
every time I close my eyes;
I can even hear the land wife
up around the old stage head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
in this old waterbed.

"I can see a suit of rubber clothes
hanging on the wall,
Right next to my old capelin seine
and twenty lines of trawl;
The hand lines and the jiggers
that I made me self from lead,
Lord thundering, boys, I see them all
on this old waterbed.

"I can heave me cod nets overboard
outside the four-o-one,
And the million cars turn into turrs
when I think about me gun;
The bright lights on the CN tower
shining through the smog,
Is the lighthouse down on Easter Head
in the early morning fog.

"Gee wiz, I'm back in Newfie,
fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
every time I close my eyes;
I can even hear the land wife
up around the old stage head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
in this old waterbed.

Next morning they went down
to see how Uncle John had slept,
The bedroom door was open,
and the floor was soaking wet;
He was swinging from the bedpost
with a pillow for a can,
He was throwing water everywhere,
heading back to Newfoundland.

His long johns was his rubber clothes
painted black and red,
A lampshade was his old sou'wester
hauled down on his head;
With a great big fan blowing wind
into the bed sheet sail,
He was yelling out, "Boys, help me out,
I'm coming home again!

"Gee wiz, I'm back in Newfie,
fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
every time I close my eyes;
I can even hear the land wife
up around the old stage head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
in this old waterbed.

"I'm coming home to Newfoundland
in this old waterbed."

####.... Harve Bishop [b.1949], the Singing Bricklayer from Hatchet Cove, Trinity Bay, NL ....####
Recorded by Harve Bishop (I Love It Here With You, trk#6, 1989 Cassette, SWC Productions, English Harbour West, NL, recorded at Sim's Studio, Belleoram, NL, produced by Harve Bishop).

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From The Dictionary Of Newfoundland English:
Capelin (Caplin) - small, iridescent deep-water fish (Mallotus villosus) like a smelt which, followed by the cod, appears inshore during June and July to spawn along the beaches, and is netted for bait, for manuring the fields, or dried, salted, smoked, or frozen for eating.
Rind out - to scrape the skin off (a person's limb).
Sou'wester - fisherman's waterproof hat with a broad brim, elongated and sloping at the back, with side flaps tied under the chin; also south-wester, southwester, cape ann, lincoln, oil hat.
Stage - elevated platform on the shore with working tables, sheds, etc, where fish are landed and processed for salting and drying, and fishing gear and supplies are stored; fishing stage.
Trawl - buoyed line, of great length, to which short lines with baited hooks are attached at intervals.


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[D] Now, Johnny Brown is a friend of mine,
He [G] lives just down the [D] road,
Got to hear about the trip he had
When he went up to T.[A] O.:
He [D] Went up to see his little girl,
For [G] she had just been [D] wed,
They put him down the basement
In a [A] big old water [D] bed.

[D] He said, "Goodnight, put out the light."
Then he [G] crawled into the [D] sack,
He twist'd 'round and he almost drowned
When everything went [A] black;
His [D] knees rind out from climbing out,
They could [G] hear him over [D] head:
"My boat was rough but not as tough
As [A] this old water [D] bed.

"Gee [G] wiz, I'm back in Newfie
[D] Fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
Every time I close my [A] eyes;
I can [D] even hear the land wife
Up a[G]round the old stage [D] head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
In [A] this old water [D] bed.

"[D] I can see a suit of rubber clothes
[G] Hanging on the [D] wall,
Right next to my old capelin seine
And twenty lines of [A] trawl;
The [D] hand lines and the jiggers
That I [G] made me self from [D] lead,
Lord thundering, boys, I see them all
On [A] this old water[D]bed.

[D] "I can heave me cod nets overboard
Out[G]side the four-o-[D] one,
And the million cars turn into turrs
When I think about me [A] gun;
The [D] bright lights on the CN tower
[G] Shining through the [D] smog,
Is the lighthouse down on Easter Head
In the [A] early morning [D] fog.

"Gee [G] wiz, I'm back in Newfie
[D] Fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
Every time I close my [A] eyes;
I can [D] even hear the land wife
Up a[G]round the old stage [D] head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
In [A] this old water [D] bed."

[D] Next morning they went down to see
How [G] Uncle John had [D] slept,
The bedroom door was open
And the floor was soaking [A] wet;
He [D] was swinging from the bedpost
With a [G] pillow for a [D] can,
He was throwing water everywhere
Heading [A] back to Newfound[D]land.

[D] His long johns was his rubber clothes
[G] Painted black and [D] red,
A lampshade was his old sou'wester
Hauled down on his [A] head;
With a [D] great big fan blowing wind
In[G]to the bed sheet [D] sail
He was yelling out, "Boys, help me out,
I'm [A] coming home a[D]gain!

"Gee [G] wiz, I'm back in Newfie
[D] Fishing with the boys,
The bed keeps rolling back and forth
Every time I close my [A] eyes;
I can [D] even hear the land wife
Up a[G]round the old stage [D] head,
I think I'm going to feel at home
In [A] this old water [D] bed.

[D] "I'm coming home to Newfoundland
In [A] this old water[D]bed."

~ Chords contributed by Allan Chippett ~


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