[Chorus:]
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We'll rant and we'll roar like true Newfoundlanders
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We'll rant and we'll roar on deck and below
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Until we strikes bottom inside the two sunkers
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When straight through the channel to Toslow we'll go
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I'm a son of a sea cook, I'm a cook in a trader
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I can dance, I can sing, I can reef the main boom
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I can handle a jigger, I cuts a fine figure
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Whenever I gets in a boats standing room
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[Chorus]
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Farewell and adieu to ye young maids of Valen
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Oderin and Presque, Fox Hole and Bruley
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I'm bound for the westward to the wall with the hole in
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I can't marry all or a chokey I'll be
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[Chorus 2x]
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Rant & Roar
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| Great Big Sea |
