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NEWFIE BULLET'S
Traditional Songs of Newfoundland
Jack Was Every Inch A Sailor
Now, 'twas twenty-five or thirty years
Since Jack first saw the light
He came into this world of woe
One dark and stormy night
He was born aboard his father's ship
As she was lying to
'Bout twenty-five or thirty miles
South-east of Baccalieu.
Chorus
Jack was ev'ry inch a sailor,
Five and twenty years a whaler,
Jack was every inch a sailor,
He was born upon the bright blue sea.
When Jack grew up to be a man
He went to the Labrador
He fished in Indian Harbour
Where his father fished before
On his returning in the fog
He met a heavy gale
And Jack was swept into the sea
And swallowed by a whale.
Chorus
The whale went straight for Baffin Bay,
About ninety knots an hour
And every time he'd blow a spray
He'd send it in a shower
"O, now" says Jack unto himself
"I must see what he's about."
He caught the whale all by the tail
And turned him inside out.
Chorus
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