Victoria Nautical Song Circle's
February 2000 Song Of The Month


My name it is Robert they call me Bob Pittman;
I sail in the 'Ino' with Skipper Tim Brown.
I'm bound to have Dolly or Biddy or Molly
As soon as I'm able to plank the cash down.
 We'll rant and we'll roar like true New-found-lan-ders,
 We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and be-low,
 Un-til we see bot-tom in-side the two sunk-ers,
 When straight through the Chan-nel to Tos-low we'll go.
I'm the son of a sea-cook, and a cook in a trader;
I can dance, I can sing, I can reef the main-boom;
I can handle a jigger, and cuts a big(fine) figure
Whenever I gets in a boat's standing room.
If the voyage is good, then this fall I will do it;
I wants two pound ten for a ring and the priest,
A couple o' dollars for clean shirt and collars,
And a handful o' coppers to make up a feast.-
There's plump little Polly, her name is Goldsworthy;
There's John Coady's Kitty, and Mary Tibbo;
There's Clara from Bruley, and young Martha Foley,
But the nicest of all is my girl in Toslow.
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'll take her from Toslow the wild world to rove.
Farewell and adieu to ye girls of St Kyran's,
Of paradise and Presque, Big and Little Bona,
I'm bound unto Toslow to marry sweet Biddy,
And if I don't do so, I'm afraid of her da.-
I've bought me a house from Katherine Davis,
A twenty-pound bed from Jimmy McGrath;
I'll get me a settle, a pot and a kettle;
Then I'll be ready for Biddy - hurrah!
I bought in the 'Ino' this spring from the city
Some rings and gold brooches for the girls in the Bay;
I bought me a case-pipe - they call it a meerschaum -
It melted like butter upon a hot day.
I went to a dance one night at Fox Harbour;
There were plenty of girls, so nice as you'd wish;
There was one pretty maiden a-chawing of frankgum,
Just like a young kitten a-gnawing fresh fish.
Then here is a health to the girls of Fox Harbour,
Of Oderin and Presque, Crabbes Hole and Bruley.
Now let ye be jolly, don't be melancholy;
I can't marry all, or in chokey I'd be.
The Newfoundland version of the English song "Spanish Ladies".
{Great Big Sea does a very abbreviated version of this)

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