Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The Dog From Newfoundland





You will meet him as you go through life
And he’ll always lick your hand
You can count, when you’re in trouble
On the dog from Newfoundland.

When some folks talk about him
Telling jokes which aren’t too grand
You can tell that they are jealous
Of the dog from Newfoundland.

From St. John’s to the Grand Banks
And all through this great land
You’ll never find another
Like the dog from Newfoundland.

He’ll save your life and treat you well
And when you drink his brand (Screech)
You'll understand all the stories
Of the incredible Newfoundland.

In Corner Brook or Marystown
When you’re dancing to a band
Just listen to the fiddler
He’s telling of the Newfoundland.

Perhaps some day you’ll meet him
Then you will understand
Why he makes the world a better place
The dog from Newfoundland.

4 comments:

Flanaghan the Newfie said...

Lovely

Clyde said...

Yeah, if we don't say so ourselves. Glad you put The Man on this post.


Clyde

Trouble said...

Good job, Satchie.


Trouble

B & J said...

Two paws up!!!!!!!!


Bert & Jason