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They'll come from as far as Whitehorse, and as close as Sydney Mines,
They're packing up their suitcases and their boxes tied with twine,
They're getting on those airplanes, Dash 8s and DC 9s,
They're driving to the ferry docks and they're waiting there in line.
And they'll be on The Rock this Christmas, where stars shine twice as bright,
They'll be on The Rock this Christmas, greeting mummers every night;
Yarning 'round the wood stove eating partridgeberry pie,
And I'll be wondering "Why, oh why aren't I?"
'Cause I'll be in the factory working double overtime,
No one wants the Christmas shift so I guess that makes it mine,
Late tonight I'll light a candle in my lonely room,
And think of those who are traveling home 'cause I know that very soon,
That they'll be on The Rock this Christmas, where stars shine twice as bright,
Yeah, they'll be on The Rock this Christmas, greeting mummers every night,
Yarning 'round the wood stove eating partridgeberry pie,
And I'll be wondering "Why, oh why aren't I?"
I've got to get there somehow, this poor soul's just too homesick,
My busted car won't take me far, but my thumb will do the trick.
I'll call the boss from Port aux Basques, hope he's in the mood to see,
Though I may choose to leave The Rock, it's The Rock that won't leave me.
And I'll be on The Rock this Christmas, where stars shine twice as bright,
Yes, I'll be on The Rock this Christmas, greeting mummers every night;
Yarning 'round the wood stove eating partridgeberry pie,
And no more wondering "Why, oh why aren't I?"
No, no more wondering "Why, oh why aren't I?"
Vocals by Pat Parry.
From The Dictionary of Newfoundland English:
Partridge berry - a low creeping plant producing small tart red berries; the berry of this plant harvested on the barrens in the autumn; mountain cranberry (Vaccinium vitis-idaea).
