| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 3:39 | 
|
|||
|
Great big sea hove in Long Beach,
Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Great big sea hove in Long Beach, Granny Snooks she lost her speech, To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. Great big sea hove in the Harbour Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Great big sea hove in the Harbour Hove right up to Keough's Parlour To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. Mother, dear I wants a sack Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Mother, dear I wants a sack With beads and buttons all down me back To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. "Me boot is broke, me frock is tore Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Boot is broke, me frock is tore, But Granny Snooks I do adore. To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. Fish is gone and the flour is high Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Fish is gone and the flour is high Granny Snooks she can't have I To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. She will have me in the fall Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, If she don't I'll hoist my sail Hove right up to old Canaille. To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee. Great big sea hove in Long Beach, Whack fal-o-ral tad-dle did-dle i-do, Great big sea hove in Long Beach, Granny Snooks she lost her speech, To me right fol-di-dy fol-dee |
||||||
| 2. |
| 4:18 |
|
|||
|
They keep talking of the things they'd do if we'd only vote them in
One more dollar and all the bickering and suffering would end. If you'd sign your 'X' in favour it's three jobs for every man You can burn your boats, thats what they said, It seemed they had it planned. And I hope they haven't forgotten, the promises they made (Chorus:) Cause they said they'd stop the fighting And they said they would bring peace And they said they'd find a serum that can cure all our disease. And they said they'd house the homeless And put black and white in tune And they said they'd feed a hungry child And I hope it's someday soon Saw a man sleep in an alley lane with a paper for a bed And the headline shown beneath the man and this is what they read, "If elected there would be no persons living in the street" But the paper couldn't even provide shelter for his freezing feet. And I hope they haven't forgotten, The promises they made (Chorus) Well they said it would be so different, if we'd would only play their games And I've been playing for so long and I swear its still the same! (Chorus 2x) |
||||||
| 3. |
| 2:27 |
|
|||
|
Well it was on this Monday morning
And the day be calm and fine To the Harbour Grace excursion With the boys to have a time And just before the sailor Took the gangway from the pier I saw some fella haul me wife Aboard as a volunteer Chorus: Oh me, oh my, I heard me old wife cry Oh me, oh my, I think I'm gonna die! Oh me, oh my, I heard me old wife say, "I wish I'd never taken this excursion around the bay" We had full three hundred souls aboard, oh what a splendid sight! Dressed all in regimental to make our spirits bright And meself being in the double, when a funny things they'd say They choke themselves from laughing when they'd see us in the bay Chorus Me wife she got no better, she turned a sickly green I fed her cake and candy, fat pork and kerosene Castor Oil and sugar of candy, I rubbed pure oil on her face And I said she'll be a dandy when we reaches Harbour Grace! Chorus My wife she got no better, my wife me darling dear The screeches from her gob you could hear in Carbonear I tried every place in Harbour Grace, Tried every store and shop, To get her something for a cure or take her to the hop Chorus She died below the brandies as we were coming back We buried her in the ocean, wrapped up in a Union Jack So now I am a single man, in search of a pretty face And the woman that says she'll have me, I'm off for Harbour Grace! Chorus |
||||||
| 4. |
| 3:12 | 
|
|||
| 5. |
| 5:11 |
|
|||
| 6. |
| 1:54 |
|
|||
|
I's the b'ye that builds the boat
And I's the b'ye that sails her I's the b'ye that catches the fish And brings 'em home to Lizer Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! Sods and rinds to cover your flake Cake and tea for supper Codfish in the spring o' the year Fried in maggoty butter. Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! I don't want your maggoty fish They're no good for winter Well I could buy as good as that Down in Bonavista. Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! {smoothly} I took Liza to a dance As fast as she could travel And every step that she did take Was up to her knees in gravel. Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! Susan White, she's out of sight Her petticoat wants a border Well Old Sam Oliver in the dark He kissed her in the corner. Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! I's the b'ye that builds the boat And I's the b'ye that sails her I's the b'ye that catches the fish And brings 'em home to Lizer Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo Hip yer partner, Sally Brown Fogo, Twillingate, Moreton's Harbour All around the circle! |
||||||
| 7. |
| 2:54 |
|
|||
|
What do you do with a drunken sailor,
What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus:) Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Way hay and up she rises Earl-eye in the morning Shave his belly with a rusty razor, Shave his belly with a rusty razor, Shave his belly with a rusty razor, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter, Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter, Put him in the hold with the Captain's daughter, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) Put him the back of the paddy wagon, Put him the back of the paddy wagon, Put him the back of the paddy wagon, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober, Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober, Throw him in the lock-up 'til he's sober, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, What do you do with a drunken sailor, Earl-eye in the morning! (Chorus) |
||||||
| 8. |
| 4:20 |
|
|||
|
Its of an Irishman I'm going to tell you
Free from Ireland sailed away Where he was to he was not contended Made up his mind for to go away Early next morning the ship was sailing Queenstown harbour, golden core Eight long days he was sailing over Till he landed in New York Up the street young Paddy wandered Each big building caught his eye Looking up at a big shop window, A bottle of whisky he did spy Into the bar young Paddy entered Called for a drink, without delay Give me a drop of that Irish Whisky, Four big coppers I will pay The landlord he jumped over the counter "Pay me down that bill", he said Paddy up with a big shillelagh Laid him on the floor right dead So the Yankees they came running When they heard about the row Trying to kill poor Irish Paddy, Shouting out, "Where is he now?!" Irishmen they followed after Following without delay Each of them with a big shillelagh, Made the Yankees run away May God's success to his Irish people Many's the country they have roamed But their courage is far bolder When they're far away from home |
||||||
| 9. |
| 4:27 |
|
|||
|
Hearken to me both high and low
I'll sing for you a song Of Kings and Queens, and rose-lipped maidens Courting light foot lads Now love is grand, when love is new The heart blood, it runs strong There's nothing a doting lad won't do To keep his princess warm He'll tease her with poems and promises He'll ask her out to dance He'll cajole and he'll beg And he'll always win In bitter-sweet romance [Chorus:] For time it comes, and time it goes It makes the strongest tree to bend Kings and Queens have no defence Time brings all things to an end. But he goes out, with his drinking pals His eyes begin to roam He forgets all about the brown-eyed beauty Who now, sits home alone There's no more walks, down lover's lane There's no more wine in the sun All that's left is a hollow pain Time, alas you've won [Chorus] Now all who wish for love to stay And last your whole life through Keep ahead of time me boys And never be untrue [Chorus] |
||||||
| 10. |
| 3:01 |
|
|||
| 11. |
| 3:18 |
|
|||
|
Well I spyed a berry bush as i was strolling home one day,
And somehow it brought back the by-gone days. Of when you and I were berry picking many years ago In a little county not so far away. How well I do remember the day when we first met, It leaves a picture in my mind I never can forget... We were picking berries at old Aunt Mary's, When I picked a blushing bride. As we strolled home together, I just wondered whether I could win you forever if I tried. Then at love's suggestion, I popped the question And asked you to be mine. By your kisses I know you'd picked me and I'd picked you, At berry picking time. (x2) How sweet you were that day in your simple gimgham gown, To me you were as lovely as a queen. When from underneath your bonnett popped a pair of golden curls, And the bluest eyes that I have ever seen! Your lips were red as cherries, their taste was twice as sweet. It only took one kiss to make my happiness complete. We were picking berries at old Aunt Mary's, When I picked a blushing bride. As we strolled home together, I just wondered whether I could win you forever if I tried. Then at love's suggestion, I popped the question And asked you to be mine. By your kisses I know you'd picked me and I'd picked you, At berry picking time. (X2) |
||||||
|
