They call me Ben, here in the pen, where ya takes the guff & ya suffer But I'll be free when II'm 53, and I'll bet I'll be a whole lot tougher I bet I
Heave Hi Heave Hi Ho-the best man in Ottawa was Mufferaw Joe...Mufferaw Joe. Big Joe Mufferaw paddled into Mattawa all the way from Ottawa in just one
It's bud the spud from the bright red mudGoin down the Hiway smiling-The Spuds are big on the back of Bud's rigAnd they're from Prince Edward Island they
Oh we sailed away at the break of day to pull traps in oilskin trousers- On the "Susie Jack" but tonite we're back wit a tousand pounds a lobsters- Oh
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
Have ya heard the news in Newfoundland, rollin around the rock? How Reggie brought for Margie home a cowsee dungsee clock? With Margie bein a farmgirl
Twang Twang-adiddle dang a diddle danga twanga twanga twang twanga diddle dang Another dang twang another dang twang another dang twang... I've been married
The consumer, they call us, we're the people that buy While everyone else is out to sell, some kind of merchandise We run to the boss and tell him,
Well the girls are out to bingo And the boys are gettin stinko We think no more of Inco on a Sud. Sat. Nite- The glasses they will tinkle while our eyes
Now when the good ole holidays roll around I'm the kind of a guy that likes to be found Just takin it easy and layin around -doin nothin. But I take my
I left Cape Breton on a coal boat for St. John's, Newfoundland And I met a little girl named Sally And I took her by the little white hand. She shook
Where the wild roses grow in Alberta- On the banks of the Gooseberry lake There's a rose I suppose that you hearda- She's as mild as a wild Irish wake
Hello out there we're on the air it's hockey night tonite Tension grows the whistle blows-& the puck goes down the ice. The goalie jumps and the players
It's Wintertime and the weather's fine The snow on the woods and fields when I reveal... my snowmobile Thrill by thrill by golly n' hill Baby it'll make
I told my baby nice-please don't flirt around- & don't give eyes to other guys it makes my poor heart pound & as I told her nice please don't make me
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
There's a rainbow in Toronto where the maritimers are bold They always get a potfull-but they never get a pot of gold Chorus: But they're to it and at
From Espanola ta Manitoulina cross the channel I'm bound I heard a story in Tobermory that my baby's in Owen Sound I was close behind her but I couldn
