My name it is Robert, they call me Bob Pittman I sail in the Ino with Skipper Tom Brown I'm bound to have Polly or Biddy or Molly As soon as I'm able to plank the cash down.
If the voyage is good, this fall I will do it I wants two pounds ten[11] for a ring and the priest A couple of dollars for clean shirts and collars And a handful of coppers to make up a feast.
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 me girl from Toslow.
Farewell and adieu to ye girls of St. Kryan's Of Paradise and Presque, Big and Little Bona[13] I'm bound unto Toslow to marry sweet Biddy And if I don't do so I'm afraid of her da'.
O, I brought in the Ino this spring from the city, Some rings and gold brooches for the girls in the Bay; I bought me a case-pipe[17] – they call it a meerschaum – It melted like butter upon a hot day.
I went to a dance one night at Fox Harbour, There were plenty of girls, so nice as you'd wish; There was one pretty maiden a-chewin' of frankgum[19] Just like a young kitten a-gnawing fresh fish.