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Don't Come Where We're To (Joan Morrissey) video
#331: YouTube video by xxeebbk
©2008 ~ Used with permission ~

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the mainland crew,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

When you come here and find the pace is slow,
And people just refuse to jump and go,
If you can't raise a smile and carry through,
Then don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the mainland crew,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

If you can't live your life with ease and grace,
And try to grab the other fellow's place,
If you just can't relax and leff 'er, b'y,
Then stay back over on the other side.

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the mainland crew,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

If you just can't abide our native drink,
And you think that our accommodations stink,
Well, the only thing we've plenty of is Screech,
So drink 'er up and go sleep on the beach.

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the mainland crew,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

The Frenchmen in Quebec they like to shout
That from Confederation, they wants out;
Well, if Canada you want to leave, me dear,
Oh, you're welcome, but for God's sake don't come here.

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the likes of you,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

I'll tell you how down here we gets our laughs,
It's milking that big golden mainland calf;
Just think, for every Newfie joke you hear,
Oh, you're paying twenty million bucks a year.

Oh, don't come where we're to, stay where you're at,
On our front porch, there ain't no welcome mat;
We're sick of taking sauce from the mainland crew,
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.
So, don't come where we're at, stay where you're to.

####.... A Monaghan ....####
This variant arranged by Tom Cahill and recorded by Joan Morrissey (Home Brew, trk#5, 1973, Marathon Music Inc, Toronto, Ontario).

See more songs by Joan Morrissey.

From the Dictionary of Newfoundland English:
Leff
- to leave; liff.



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