HARBOUR LE COU

HARBOUR LE COU – Attributed to Jack Dodd

As I rode ashore from my schooner close by,
A girl on the beach sure I chanced to espy.
Her hair it was red and her bonnet was blue;
Her place of abode was Harbour Le Cou.

O boldly I asked her to walk on the sand,
She smiled like an angel and held out her hand;
So I buttoned me guernsey and hove ‘way me chew
In the dark rolling waters of Harbour Le Cou.

My ship she lay anchored far out on the tide,
As I strolled along with the maid at my side.
I told her I loved her; she said “I'll be true,”
As I winked at the moon over Harbour Le Cou.

As we walked on the sands at the close of the day,
I thought of my wife who was home in Torbay;
I knew that she'd kill me if she only knew
I was courting this lassie in Harbour Le Cou.

As we passed a log cabin that stood on the shore,
I met an old comrade I'd sailed with before,
He treated me kindly, saying, “Jack, how are you?
It's seldom I see you in Harbour Le Cou.”

And as I was parting, this maiden in tow,
He broke up my party with one single blow,
Saying, “Regards to your missus and wee kiddies two,
I remember her well, she's from Harbour Le Cou.”

I looked at this damsel, a-standing 'long side,
Her jaw it dropped, and her mouth opened wide;
And then like a she-cat upon me she flew,
And I fled from the furies of Harbour Le Cou.

Come all you young sailors who walk on the shore,
Beware of old comrades you sailed with before;
Beware of the maiden with bonnet of blue,
And the pretty young damsels of Harbour Le Cou.