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My name it is Robert, they call me Bob Pittman,
I sail in the Ino with skipper Tom 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 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 me girl in Toslow.
I'm a son of a seacook and a cook in a trader,
I dance and I sing, I can reef the main boom;
I can handle a jigger and I cuts a big figure,
Whenever I gets in a boat's standing room.
If a voyage is good, this fall I will do her,
I wants two-pounds-ten for a ring, that's the least;
And a couple of dollars for clean shirts and collars,
And a handful of coppers to make up a feast.
Bid farewell and adieu to ye fair ones of Valen,
Farewell and adieu to ye girls in the Cove;
I'm bound for the westward
to the wall with the hole in,
I'll take her from Toslow the wild world to roam.
There 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.
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