#02233
Fishing On The Labrador (Lehr and Best)

The eleventh of June, boys, our anchors we weighed,
And orders for sailing was not long delayed;
A & J Humby was our good ship's name,
Two planters to land in Goose Cove was our aim.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We arrived there at Goose Cove 'twas early at dawn,
We landed our planters and then we went on;
We hoisted up our foresail to the fair wind and tide,
And away for St Anthony our good ship did slide.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We leaved the next morning the weather being fair;
Got out in the straits and bold Neptune appeared.
Two men took a shave, you all know them well;
To bring it in rhyme 'tis Burt Downey and Bill.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We got to Indian Tickles ... ... ... ...
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
We went up the bay some ducks we knocked down,
And on the way back a man nearly got drowned.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

His name is Burt Downey, he's not very old,
He stood on the seat, the tiller controlled;
Coming up to our vessel the tiller slipped out,
And out in the water he sloused all about.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We leaved the next morning the weather being fine,
The berths at Cape Harrison was strong in our minds;
But when we got there the ice hove us back,
Went up to Jigger Tickles the ice it was slack.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We got to Jigger Tickles and there moored her up;
Took a berth to Cape Dale and the two Golden Cups.
We went up the bay to cut some dry wood,
We killed five young seals, and I think we done good.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We fished there a month, boys, what could we do more?
We hoisted in our boats for to go down the shore;
Expecting good news but what did we find,
A main jam of ice and fish only a sign.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

We went to the Savages the sky looking black;
Our skipper said: "Now, boys, we'll put out a trap."
The glass going down, but still we pressed on,
Went out in the morning and everything gone.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

The summer is ended and we are so proud,
I'll try if I can to name out her crowd;
There's Henry and Horace in the white punt it's true,
Uncle Dick and Pat Ayles in the one painted blue.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

Jim Humby is captain, Bill Lane second hand.
Mose Harris is cook and he don't give a damn.
Harve Elliot and George you all know them well,
Two more I will mention, Burt Downey and Bill.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

Next comes is John, he's nice and he's fair,
Then it is Rex, our chief engineer;
He is a fine fellow, I said nothing wrong,
He sets going the engine that drives her along.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

Now to conclude those few lines I wrote,
To make a fair voyage we all had to scote;
To make up our wages we all were inclined,
Four boats and three codtraps, our jiggers and lines.
We're a crowd of bold sharemen.

####.... Moses (Uncle Mose) Harris [1911-?] of Lethbridge, Bonavista Bay, NL ....####
Collected by Genevieve Lehr and Anita Best in 1976 from the author, Moses (Uncle Mose) Harris [1911-?] of Lethbridge, Bonavista Bay, NL, and published as #37 in Come And I Will Sing You: A Newfoundland Songbook, pp.64-65, edited by Genevieve Lehr (University of Toronto Press © 1985/2003).

Genevieve Lehr noted that Fishing On The Labrador is one of Uncle Mose's compositions. It was written while he was at the Savage Islands on the Labrador coast. During that summer, he was cook on the vessel A & J Humby from Summerville, Bonavista Bay.

From the Dictionary of Newfoundland English:
Planter - colonist; settler in Newfoundland as opposed to a migratory English fisherman.
Scote - ³ to strain, toil, work hard.
Slouse - to splash, swill or swish in or under water.

For another song about sharemen, see A Crowd Of Bold Sharemen by John Campbell Mitchell [1898-1928] of Little Bay Islands, Notre Dame Bay, NL.



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