I'se the B'y

I'se the b'y that builds the boat,
And I'se the b'y that sails her!
I'se the b'y that catches the fish
And takes 'em home to Lizer.

CHORUS:

Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo'!
Hip yer partner, Sally Brown!
Fogo, Twillingate, Mor'ton's Harbour,
All around the circle!

I don't want your maggoty fish,
That's no good for winter;
I could buy as good as that
Down in Bonavista.

I took Lizer to a dance,
And faith, but she could travel'
And every step that she did take
Was up to her knees in gravel.