I'm sitting on the porch with a bottle of brew Watching the world go by I just had a belly full of fish and brewis Topped off with a partridge berry pie I have another sip of the Old Mill wipe And I listen to the sea gulls cry And I don't give a damn about the rest of the world 'Cause I'm on a Newfoundland high He don't care about the rest of the world 'Cause he's on a Newfoundland high You can have your marijuana and your uppers and downers But they can't blow a can of chew Let you sit, from the salty breeze And a bottle of that homebrew With a big moose steak and gravy leg And some doughboys on the side Well, I been 'round but I never been down 'Cause I'm on a Newfoundland high He's been 'round, he never gets down 'Cause he's on a Newfoundland high I love to do battle with a fish boy capital All topped off with sugar and cream And a codfish stew, potatoes, too And a pot full of old baked beans A chunk of salt beef, some turnip greens Served up with a flipper pie You know what I mean, Newfoundland cuisine And I'm on a Newfoundland high Yeah, I'll tell you what I mean, Newfoundland cuisine And I'm on a Newfoundland high I'm on a Newfoundland high I'm on a Newfoundland high