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It happened a couple of years ago one night on Christmas Eve,
I was playing my accordion, a-sittin' by the tree;
When suddenly down the chimney old Santa he did come,
With his sack upon his back, it was a quarter-to-one.
He greeted me most kindly as he set about his chore,
Takin' the sack from his back and laying it on the floor;
Then beneath the Christmas tree he laid the children's toys,
And filled up all the stockings while I played I'se The B'y.
When he finished up with the stockings, he sat down in the chair,
"You know the Newfie music is the kind I like to hear."
He said I must be going, would I like to come,
So I grabbed me old accordion and a sweetened spot of your rum.
He took me gently by the hand, pressed a finger to his nose,
And in a couple of seconds up the chimney we goes;
We headed off into the night across the midnight sky,
With Santa yelling, "Ho-ho-ho," while I played I'se The B'y.
From rooftop to rooftop sure off we did go,
On and on through the night in the fog and snow;
And with those reindeers prancing so gracefully in flight,
A good ol' Newfie Christmas Santa had that night.
Now I hear that Santa the accordion he's learned to play,
And as time is drawing near he'll soon be on his way;
And if you listen carefully and look up in the sky,
You'll hear him playing the squeezebox and singing I'se The B'y.
You'll hear him playing the squeezebox and singing I'se The B'y.
I'se the b'y that builds the boat, and I'se the b'y that sails her;
And I'se the b'y that catches the fish, and takes them home to Lizer.
Ho-ho-ho.
Recorded by The Soirees (Soiree's Christmas, trk#4, 1989, sound cassette recorded at Rainbow Studios, Kelligrews, Conception Bay South, NL).
