inflation24

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
Brings 'em home to Lizer

Sods and rinds to cover your flake,
Cake and tea for supper
Cod fish in the spring of the year,
Fried in maggoty butter

Hip-yer-partner Sally Thibault
Hip-yer-partner Sally Brown
Fogo, Twillingate, Morton's Harbour,
All around the circle

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
Brings 'em home to Lizer

I don't want your maggoty fish
They're no good for winter
And I could catch better then that
Down in Bonavista!

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
Brings 'em home to Lizer

I took Liza to a dance,
As fast as she can travel,
And every step that Liza took,
She was up to her knees in gravel

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
Brings 'em home to Lizer

Now Liza she whent up the stairs
And I whent up behind her
Liza she crawled in the bed
But I know where to find her

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
Brings 'em home to Lizer




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----

I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred
And I'll be one 'til I die
I'm proud to be an Islander
And here's the reason why
I'm free as the wind
And the waves that wash the sand
There's no place I would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland

I spent some time in New York state
And I nearly lost my mind
The city life's too fast for me
Nobody has the time
Cement and steel and flashing lights is all that I could see
It may be good for New York state
But it's no damn good for me

I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred
And I'll be one 'til I die
I'm proud to be an Islander
And here's the reason why
I'm free as the wind
And the waves that wash the sand
There's no place I would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland

In Montreal the frenchmen say that they own Labrador
Including Indian Harbor where me father fished before
But if they wanna fight for her
I'll surley take a stand
And they'll regret the day they tried to take our Newfoundland

I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred
And I'll be one 'til I die
I'm proud to be an Islander
And here's the reason why
I'm free as the wind
And the waves that wash the sand
There's no place I would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland

Now that the oil is on our shore
We better take the time
To develop it more carefully
Or else we're gonna find
What could have been the answer to a poor economy
It changed our way of living
And destroyed our fishery

I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred
And I'll be one 'til I die
I'm proud to be an Islander
And here's the reason why
I'm free as the wind
And the waves that wash the sand
There's no place I would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland

I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred
And I'll be one 'til I die
I'm proud to be an Islander
And here's the reason why
I'm free as the wind
And the waves that wash the sand
There's no place I would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland

There's no place i would rather be
Then here in Newfoundland




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----

You might think its goofie, but the man in the moon is a Newfie
And he's sailin on to glory, away in the golden dory....x2

Codfish Dan from Newfoundland he dreamt that he had tree wishes
And he took mars and all the stars and he turned them into big fishes
He said the sky was much too dry and he made a wavy motion
And the moon like a boat began to float upon the starry ocean
Chorus:
And you might think its goofy...

One night he strayed to the milky way to cast his nets upon it
He spied the tail of a great big whale and he harpooned Haleys comet
He never had a pot for the fish that he caught so he had to use the big dipper
And the sun by jove was a very good stove for cookin up smelts and kippers
Chorus:
Now the northern lights that seem so bright like nothin could be grander
Well they're just waves that the moon-boat made by the Newfoundland Commander!
And don't you sigh and say oh my "What gross exagerration!"
Cause he'll tell you the dream was true when Codfish Dan awakens
Chorus:
And you might think its goofy but the man in the moon is a Newfie....




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----

Well my father often told me when I was just a lad,
A sailors life was very hard,
The food was always bad.
But now I've joined the navy am abord a Man o' war,
Now I found a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore,
A sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Well the killy cover mess says we have it soft, it wasn't like that in his day,
when we were up aloft.
We like our bunks and sleeping bags,whats a hammok for?
swinging from the deck head or lying on the floor.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore,
A sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Well they gave us an engine that first went up and down,
then with more technology the engine went around.
We now steam and desil but whats it mainly for? A stoker aint a stoker with a shovel anymore.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore,
a sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Well they gave us a norestump so we could do it right,
they gave us a radio we signal day and night.
We know our code and cypher so whats the semaphore?
A bump n glass a dozen aint a toss anymore.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore,
a sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Two cans of beer a day and thats you're bleeding lot.
But now we have an extra one becuase we stopped the tot.
So, we'll put on our civvie clothes for another run ashore,
a sailors just a sailor, just like he was before.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore,
a sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.

Don't haul on the ropes,
Don't climb up the mast,
If you see a sailing ship it might be your last. Get your Civvis aready for another run ashore
a sailor aint a sailor aint a sailor anymore.




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----

There was a guy from PEI they used to call Podato
He met this young Leamington Ontario Tomato
But he had eyes for other girls & she was a little mushy
So they said well let's get wed there's no sense bein fussy

Chorus:
Baked sized french fries-how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup-(Ketchup luvs Potatoes)

Well he went down to Windsor town to buy a ring on Monday
Saturday they said OK we'll cut the cake on Sunday
But Sunday came and what a shame-They had no one to fetch it
Without a cake they just sat and ate-Potato chips and ketchup
Bake sized french fries how they love Tomatoes
So dress em up with Heinz Ketchup- (Ketchup luvs Potatoes)

And so this guy from Pei they used to call Podato
Got two boys and a little girl-Two spuds & one Tomato
They romp and run around Leamington and boy when they get hungry
The bottle drips all over the chips way down in the ketchup country.

Chorus




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----

It's spreading across the country like a wildfire on the run,
We're picking them up and putting 'em down, people having fun;
So once you get her going, boys, it's gonna be hard to stop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Stomp until you drop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

It started down in Newfoundland, one cold December night,
Aunt Jennie played the squeeze box, the wind blew out the light;
We dragged the girls upon the floor and wouldn't let 'em stop,
They started jumping up and down, doing the Newfie Stomp.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Stomp until you drop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

They tell me up in Ottawa the government fell asleep,
But Brian Tobin went to town said, now listen to me:
Forget the cabinet shuffle, John, I think we've had enough,
Get everybody on the floor, we're doing the Newfie Stomp.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Stomp until you drop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

There's Tony from St. Anthony and there's Peggy from the bight,
They're out there on the dance floor having fun tonight;
To hell with work tomorrow, sure tonight we're gonna run,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Stomp until you drop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

It's up and down, and in and out, and up and down again,
Shout and scream as loud as you can, just like a Newfie wind;
Around and around and around we go, until the music stops,
Dance ya feet right out of ya boots, we're doing the Newfie Stomp.

Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Stomp until you drop,
'Cause everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.
Yes, everybody's doing it, doing the Newfie Stomp.

Two, three, four ....

Well, I'se the b'y that builds the boat,
And I'se the b'y that sails her;
I'se the b'y that catches the fish,
And takes 'em home to Lizer.




-----
**No Copyright Infringement Intended.**
-----