A cover of what we believe is a Newfoundland classic
Just a bit of fun with guitars and vocals, nothing serious.
Just a couple of guys with a lot of time on their hands and a bit of musical ability to back it up.
Story behind the song
This song was discovered during a party in a small town in Newfoundland. We decided to write guitar and triple the length of the track.
Lyrics
Come all ye friends and comrades, a story I will tell
Tis all about a family, on friendship they did dwell
There was Tom and Don and Joss and Jon and Julie 23
And a cock-eyed bull a dickybird made up the family
Twas the middle of November, or somewhere there about
The family barred up their home and traveled to the south
Says tom it’ll cost me 50 cents this passage for to pay
Now who will take my dickybird, while I am gone away?
Well tom he met Jon Hurley and this to him did say
You’ll take my fuckin’ dickybird while I am gone away
Oh Tom you’ve got a clever dick, likewise a handsome hen
Oh yes I’ll take your dickybird till you gets back again
Well tom he ran into the house to break the new to Aim
I got Tom Tobin’s dickybird till he comes back again
If I should go to the north east point or to the southern end
This rooster will be company till I get back again
Well Aim she clasped her tiny hands and shouted out with joy
Oh Tom you thinks so much of me you great big handsome boy
Go get your hammer and your saw and build for him a crib
I long to see that rooster, I know he must be big
Well Tom brought in the rooster and laid him on the floor
While Ayvedy clared she never saw the like of him before
She said she never saw the like, nor had she ever heard
Of a rooster any bigger den Tom Tobin’s dickybird
Well Aim she loved the rooster, she loved to see him stand
She used to pat his foamy head and take him in her hand
The rooster he enjoyed the sport with pleasure he did share
With the wife of Thomas Hurley when Tom Hurley wadn’t there
Well tom he went to Aim and said I cannot understand
How you could love the rooster of another married man
Oh tom I love the rooster, I’m not despising you
You know you’re rooster number 1, there’s rooster number 2
Well the rooster he got saucy, as you may understand
And had to be beheaded by a jealous minded man
We all sat round the table with our dish, our spoon to scoop
And filled our bellies to the brim with saucy rooster…
Soup.
