2.
The "Algerine" is first to sail, she's steaming out the Harbour,
With eager sealers on her deck, and on the bridge-Wilf Barbour.
The "Viking" blood runs in his veins, as in the days of yore
When the Barbours fought the seal and whale and fished the
Labrador.

3.
The "Terra Nova's" next to sail in charge of Charlie Kean,
In the history of our fisheries that's a grand and worthy name.
His crew of bully, northern men can handle gaff or gun,
To get their share, they'll risk and dare, and think it all great fun.

4.
The "Arctic Sealer's" late to sail her crew worked with a will,
Led by that modern Jowler, the Sealer's friend, Sid Hill.
Tho' the last to leave the Harbour, he was first to strike the patches,
And on March the twenty-ninth, bore-up log loaded to the hatches.

5.
There's one sailed from Catalina, her owner is Commander,
She's the staunch and sturdy, local built the good ship
" Newfoundlander . "
When the white coats bawl, he'll risk his all, despite hard luck
before,
For there's ne'er a man in Newfoundland, the likes of John
Blackmore.

6.
And now they're back in old St. John's, a-sharing out the Flippers,
Let's wish good luck to sealers all likewise their gallant skippers.
Tho' Newfoundland is changing fast some things we must not lose,
May we always have our Flipper pie, and Codfish for our brewis.