Great Big Sea

Banks Of Newfoundland

Great Big Sea


Me bully boys of Liverpool 
And I'll have you all beware 
When you sail on them packet ships, 
No dungaree jackets wear 
But have a big monkey jacket 
All ready to your hand 
For there blows some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

Chorus: 
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her 
With holy stone and sand 
For there blows some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

We had Jack Lynch from Ballynahinch 
Mike Murphy and some more 
And I tell you boys, they suffered like hell 
On the way to Baltimore 
They pawned there gear in Liverpool 
And sailed as they did stand 
But there blow some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

Chorus: 
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her 
With holy stone and sand 
For there blows some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

Now the mate he did stand on the fo'c'sle head 
And loudly he did roar 
Come rattle her in me lucky lads, 
You're bound for America's shore 
Come wipe the blood off the dead man's face  
And haul or you'll be damned 
For there blow some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

Chorus: 
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her 
With holy stone and sand 
For there blows some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

So now we're off the hook me boys, 
And the land is white with snow 
And soon we'll see the pay table 
And we'll spend the night below 
And on the docks, comin down in flocks, 
Those pretty girls will say 
It's snugger with me than on the sea, 
On the banks of Newfoundland 

Chorus: 
We'll scrape her and we'll scrub her 
With holy stone and sand 
For there blows some cold nor'westers 
On the banks of Newfoundland