Post by Joe on Jan 28, 2006 22:44:37 GMT -5
Hi all,
I finally found the lyrics to a song sung by The Cottars, performed at the Night Eagle Cafe and other places. The song is called "Nova Scotia Diet"; sometimes as "You Ain't a Nova Scotian if You Don't Like Fish". the lyrics are written by Jim Bennet. The sheet music is in Allister's book "The Nova Scotia Song Collection".
You can tell a Nova Scotian by the fragrance of the ocean,
For they always wear the perfume of the North Atlantic spray.
But if you can't seem to smell 'em, there's another way to tell 'em,
For you'll always know a Bluenose by his diet right away!
What do we eat? We eat...
Pickled herring, oysters when we're daring,
And we often take and bake a hake 'cause that's a dandy dish
To make chowder good for gulpin', throw in everything but sculpin,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
What we eat until we're busting, most Albertans find disgusting,
For it seems salt cod's upsetting to the dainty western tum.
And with faces hard and stony, they say "Herring's too darn bony",
But there's nothing for dissolving bones like Nova Scotia rum.
And so we eat:
Cod cheeks, cod tongues, even though they're odd tongues,
Fish sticks and Digby chicks as dainty as you wish.
We eat flat fish like the flounder, and some others that are rounder,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
You won't find no haddock fillets in them Manitoba skillets,
And away out in Saskatchewan they don't know fish from beans.
No one in Red River Valley can tell scallops from tomalley,
And you'll get no clams or salmon with your dandelion greens.
But us, we eat:
Finnan haddie, good for lass and laddie,
And a smoked eel will make you feel like dancin' a schottische.
We serve up Solomon Gundy twenty-seven ways from Sunday,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
Now if there should be a mix-up, there's just one thing I should fix up,
And there's some that can't tell us from Newfoundlanders tried and true.
We eat capelin, cod and kippers, but we don't eat seal flippers,
And that's how you tell the difference, 'cause the Newfoundlanders do!
We just eat:
Mackerel, pollock, never give you colic,
When you wash down your tuna with a little drink of swish.
We like a mess of shad roe, tommycod or gaspereaux,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian by the holy land o' Goshen,
And you've never seen the ocean, if you don't like fish!
I finally found the lyrics to a song sung by The Cottars, performed at the Night Eagle Cafe and other places. The song is called "Nova Scotia Diet"; sometimes as "You Ain't a Nova Scotian if You Don't Like Fish". the lyrics are written by Jim Bennet. The sheet music is in Allister's book "The Nova Scotia Song Collection".
You can tell a Nova Scotian by the fragrance of the ocean,
For they always wear the perfume of the North Atlantic spray.
But if you can't seem to smell 'em, there's another way to tell 'em,
For you'll always know a Bluenose by his diet right away!
What do we eat? We eat...
Pickled herring, oysters when we're daring,
And we often take and bake a hake 'cause that's a dandy dish
To make chowder good for gulpin', throw in everything but sculpin,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
What we eat until we're busting, most Albertans find disgusting,
For it seems salt cod's upsetting to the dainty western tum.
And with faces hard and stony, they say "Herring's too darn bony",
But there's nothing for dissolving bones like Nova Scotia rum.
And so we eat:
Cod cheeks, cod tongues, even though they're odd tongues,
Fish sticks and Digby chicks as dainty as you wish.
We eat flat fish like the flounder, and some others that are rounder,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
You won't find no haddock fillets in them Manitoba skillets,
And away out in Saskatchewan they don't know fish from beans.
No one in Red River Valley can tell scallops from tomalley,
And you'll get no clams or salmon with your dandelion greens.
But us, we eat:
Finnan haddie, good for lass and laddie,
And a smoked eel will make you feel like dancin' a schottische.
We serve up Solomon Gundy twenty-seven ways from Sunday,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian if you don't like fish!
Now if there should be a mix-up, there's just one thing I should fix up,
And there's some that can't tell us from Newfoundlanders tried and true.
We eat capelin, cod and kippers, but we don't eat seal flippers,
And that's how you tell the difference, 'cause the Newfoundlanders do!
We just eat:
Mackerel, pollock, never give you colic,
When you wash down your tuna with a little drink of swish.
We like a mess of shad roe, tommycod or gaspereaux,
And you ain't a Nova Scotian by the holy land o' Goshen,
And you've never seen the ocean, if you don't like fish!