(Traditional Song).
Ise the bye who builds the boat
And Ise the bye who sails her.
Ise the bye who catches the fish
And takes them home to Lizer
Hip your partner Sally Tibbo,
Hip your partner Sally Brown
Fogo,Twillingate, Morton's Harbour
All around the circle
Sods and rinds to cover yer flake,
Cake and tea for supper.
Codfish in the spring o' the year,
Fried in maggoty butter.
I don't want your maggoty fish,
They're no good for winter.
I can buy as good as that
Down in Bona Vista.
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
Susan White she's out o' sight,
Her petticoat wants a border
Old Sam Oliver in the dark,
He kissed her in the corner.
I'se the bye that builds the boat
And I'se the bye that sails her
I'se the bye that catches the fish
And takes 'em home to Lizer.
