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Another up tempo and great fun Canadian folk song! “But a squid in the boat squirted right down his throat and he’s swearin’ like mad on the squid jiggin’ ground.”
Oh… this is the place where the fishermen gather
With oil-skins and boots and Cape Anns battened down
All sizes of figures with squid lines and jiggers
They congregate here on the squid-jiggin’ ground.
There’s men of all ages and boys in the bargain
There’s old Billy Cave and there’s young Raymond Brown
There’s a red rantin’ Tory out here in the dory
A-runnin’ down Squires on the squid-jiggin’ ground.
God bless my sou’wester, there’s Skipper John Chaffey
He’s the best hand at squid-jiggin’ here, I’ll be bound
Hello! What’s the row? Why, he’s jiggin’ one now
The very first squid on the squid-jiggin’ ground.
Holy smoke! What a scuffle! All hands are excited
‘Tis a wonder to me that there’s nobody drowned
There’s confusion a bustle, a wonderful hustle
They’re all jiggin’ squid on the squid-jiggin’ ground.
Says Bobby, “The squids are on top of the water,
I just got me jigger ’bout one fathom down”
When a squid in the boat squirted right down his throat
And he’s swearin’ like mad on the squid-jiggin’ ground.
We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true Newfoundlanders
we’ll rant and we’ll roar on deck and below
and when we see bottom inside the two sunkers
Then it’s straight thru the channel to Toslow we’ll go
Now if ever you feel inclined to go squiddin’
leave you white shirts and collars behind in the town
and if you get cranky without your silk hanky
You’d better stay clear of the squid jiggin’ ground.
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