©Tom C. Connors

Oh we sailed away at the break o' day 
	to pull traps in oilskin trousers
On the "Suzy Jack", but tonight we're back 
	with a thousand pounds of lobsters
Oh shanty town, we're gonna tear you down
	I got the money comin' out of me stockin's
Tonight I'm due to bushwhack Sue,
	take her to the Gumboot Cloggeroo
	And we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'
	Yeah we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'

There's fish and brewis and a quahog stew
	and a bowl of clam chowder
Just see me reach for that Newfie Screech
	when they deedle up the fiddle jig louder
Hear the french girl sing, and the guitars ring
	and the squeezebox skweek-a-dee squakin'
Me and my Sue are gonna "hoop de doo"
	take her to the Gumboot Cloggeroo
	And we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'
	Yeah we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'

There's "Boots" Bernard and the rough Richards
	and the girls from way down Tracadie
How many "blue nosers" and "herring chokers"
	we just don't know exactly
Pack 'em all in tight and we'll dance all night,
	get the old barn floor just a-rockin'
I'll buy a ring dang doo for PEI Sue,
	take her to the Gumboot Cloggeroo
	And we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'
	Yeah we'll do a little gumboot cloggin'