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Maybe We Otter've Brought Some Brews, Eh? (London) - Two Canadian otters at a sanctuary in Scotland have been placed under 24-hour protection from aggressive local otters who are confused by their "foreign accents," a newspaper reported Wednesday.  The National Sea Life Sanctuary in Oban has installed an electric fence and surveillance cameras to protect its Canadian guests, Fingal and Sula, according to The Independent.  Though almost twice the size of their wild Scottish relatives, the pair are disadvantaged by their foreign accents and scent.  "Dialects are common in animal communications, but because of the differences in the sounds they make it will be difficult for these Canadian otters to communicate with the native ones," Matthew Evans, an animal communications expert from Stirling University, was quoted as saying.  "There is no doubt dropping two foreign otters into a territory of wild locals would lead to the local ones beating the living daylights out of the new ones," he added.  The pair arrived at the center's Otter Creek on the banks of Loch Creran a year ago and are currently being housed in an indoor seal pup nursery.


Farewell, Ye Scottish Otters by Amos
(Tune: Ladies of Spain (Click to Play)

Farewell, and adieu, you wee Scottish otters!
Farewell and adieu to ye beasts of Oban!
Though yer wee coats are silkie and your ladies appealing
We must sail back tomorrow to far Newfoundland!

We'll chirrup and "eh", like true Newfie otters
We'll writhe and we'll snarl to the Lunenberg Docks
Though we'd love to engage you in writhing and sporting
Ya cain't trust a lassy who won't even talk!

We've come fer a visit, to buy youse a beer, dears
We've come for a bit of the mid-day delight
But ya won't understand us, and you're men-folk they nip us
And although could squash 'em, it wouldn't seem right

We'll chirrup and "eh", like true Newfie otters
We'll writhe and we'll snarl to the Lunenberg Docks
Though we'd love to engage you in writhing and sporting
Ya cain't trust a lassy who won't even talk!

I dunno what's wrong that you can't read our signals
It's only plain English like anyone knows!
But ye don't like our accents, and ye don't like our odors
So it's back to Newfoundland we otters must go!

We'll chirrup and "eh", like true Newfie otters
We'll writhe and we'll snarl to the Lunenberg Docks
Though we'd love to engage you in writhing and sporting
Ya cain't trust a lassy who won't even talk!

Farewell, tiny damsels, so lithe and beguiling
Farewell to your brown eyes so bright by the moon
But I promise you if you'd only just tumbled for us,
You would quickly be singing a far different tune!

We'll chirrup and "eh", like true Newfie otters
We'll writhe and we'll snarl to the Lunenberg Docks
Though we'd love to engage you in writhing and sporting
Ya cain't trust a lassy who won't even talk!



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