We'll Rant And We'll Roar
(Like True Newfoundlanders)
(aka "Spanish Ladies" or "Farewell And Adieu")
Composer(s): Le Mesurrier



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

Chorus:
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 of two sunkers
Then straight through the channel to Toslow we’ll go

I’m the son of a seacook and a cook in a trader
I can dance, I can sing, I can reef the main boom
I can handle a jigger and I cuts a fine figure
Whenever I gets in a boat’s standing room

If the voyage is good then this fall I will do it
I want two pound ten for a ring and a priest
A couple of dollars for clean shirts and collars
And a handful of coppers to make up a feast

I went to a dance one night in Fox Harbour
There were plenty of girls as nice as you’d wish
There was one pretty maiden a-chawing on frankgum
Just like a young kitten a-knawing fresh fish

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 my girl from Toslow

Farewell and adieu to ye fair ones of Valen
Farewell and adieu to ye ones in the cove
Now let ye be jolly, don't be melancholy
For I can’t marry all or in the chokey I’d be

Farewell and adieu to you girls of Fox Harbour
Oderin and Presque, Crabbes Hole and Brule
I’m bound to the westward to the wall with the hole in
For I can’t marry all or in the chokey I’d be

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 McGraw
I'll get me a settle, a pot and a kettle
And then I'll be ready for Biddy - hurrah!