In The Bar; Heave Away

By eight o'clock, the bar is completely packed with people from around the world. Everybody's talking about where they're staying and what they've seen - and the bar staff keep making runs for more beer and liquor. After an hour, people are swimming in the river out back. And no, no one brought their swim trunks! A couple of the local b'ys get up with their accordions and fiddles and someone brings out an ugly stick.

Farewell to all you pretty ladies
Waving from the dock
Heave away, me jollies, heave away
And if we do return to you
We'll make your cradles rock
Heave away, me jolly boys
We're all bound away.

Farewell you Newfoundlander boys
You're leaving us alone
Heave away, me jollies, heave away
And if you find another
We've got lovers of our own.

Heave away, me jolly boys
We're all bound away
And then we get the karaoke going
Near... Far...
Wherever we are!
Then we decide to have a bit of a ceremony
Let's make these people honorary Newfoundlanders!