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We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When it's straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
My name it is Robert, they call me Bob Pittman,
I sail on the Ino with skipper Tim Brown;
I'm bound to have Polly or Biddy or Molly,
Just as soon as I'm able to bank the cash down.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When it's straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
I'm the son of a seacook and a cook in a trader,
I can dance, I can sing, I can reef the main boom;
I can handle a jigger and I cuts a fine figure,
Whenever I gets in a boat's standing room.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When it's straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
If the voyage is good then this fall I will do it,
I want two-pound-ten for a ring and a priest;
And a couple of dollars for clean shirt and collars,
And a handful of coppers to make up the feast.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
There's plump little Polly, her name is Goldsworthy,
There's John Coady's Kitty and Mary Tibbo;
There's Clara from Brule and young Martha Foley,
But the nicest of all is my girl in Toslow.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
Farewell and adieu to ye fair ones of Valen,
Farewell and adieu to ye girls in the Cove;
I'm bound to the westward to the wall with the hole in,
I have acres in Toslow, the wide world to roam.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
Well, I went to a dance one night in Fox Harbour,
There was plenty of girls as nice as you wish;
I spied a young maiden a-chewing on frankgum,
Just like a wee kitten a-gnawing fresh fish.
Oh, we'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside of two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
I've bought me a house from sweet Katherine Davis,
A twenty-pound bed from Jimmy McGraw;
I'll get me a settle, a pot and a kettle,
And then I'll be ready for Biddy - hurrah!
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.
Then here is a health to the girls of Fox Harbour,
Oderin and Presque, Crabbes Hole and Brule;
Now let ye be jolly, don't be melancholy,
For I can't marry all or in chokey I'll be.
We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders,
We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below;
Until we see bottom inside the two sunkers,
When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go.