They call me Ben, here in the pen, where ya takes the guff & ya sufferBut I'll be free when II'm 53, and I'll bet I'll be a whole lot tougherI bet I'll be a whole lot tougher..When...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
It's bud the spud from the bright red mudGoin down the highway smiling-The Spuds are big on the back of Bud's rigAnd they're from Prince Edward Island they're from Prince Edward Is...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
From Espanola toManitoulin across the channel I'm boundI heard a story in Tobermory that my baby's in Owen SoundI was close behind her but I couldn't find her so to Meaford I'm awa...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
I told my baby nice-please don't flirt around-& don't give eyes to other guys it makes my poor heart pound& as I told her nice please don't make me dreadShe winked her eye at anoth...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
Oh we sailed away at the break of day to pull traps in oilskin trousers-On the "Susie Jack" but tonite we're back wit a tousand pounds a lobsters-Oh Shanty town we're gonna tear ya...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
Where the wild roses grow in Alberta-On the banks of the Gooseberry lakeThere's a rose I suppose that you hearda-She's as mild as a wild Irish wakeLike a thorn she was born to be c...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
Twang Twang-adiddle dang a diddle danga twanga twanga twang twanga diddle dangAnother dang twang another dang twang another dang twang...I've been married now for a year or more an...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
You might think its goofie, but the man in the moon is a NewfieAnd he's sailin on to glory, away in the golden dory....x2Codfish Dan from Newfoundland he dreamt that he had tree wi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
Have ya heard the news in Newfoundland, rollin around the rock?How Reggie brought for Margie home a cowsee dungsee clock?With Margie bein a farmgirl, she almost took a fit-To find ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors
The consumer, they call us, we'rethe people that buyWhile everyone else is out to sell, some kind of merchandiseWe run to the boss and tell him, we need a bit more goldSome tax ded...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Stompin' Tom Connors