She was an Italian girl from the west side of town nshe looked lovely in a low cut wedding gown nall the Newfie boys they knew her name nbut old Murphy’s boy loved her just the same nnHe’d grown up hard he’d grown up rough nhe liked his pints ice cold and his meat to be tough nthe youngest son his daddy’s pride and joy nhe had laid out many an Italian boy nnBut lovers are lovers and all was pushed aside nwhen Vito’s daughter became a Newfie’s bride nthe drink it flowed at the Rubina Hall nin between trips to the bathroom stall nnchorus: nGod blesses some on their wedding day nto others he closes his eyes to say nI give ye free will so now you’re on your own ncause I’ve got me a headache and I’m going home nnIf looks could kill the floor would be red nwhen a Newfie and Italian sharing the same bed nToronto was not prepared for what was to come nat 1:30 am the fun had just begun nnThe sister of the bride had racked up quite a score nbarman said she could have no more nhe offered her coffee in its stead nand when he turned she broke a bottle on his head nnMr. Murphy had witnessed the affair nso he carried her screaming back to her chair nbut the machismo of her brothers it was high nand the littlest one sucker punched him in the eye nn(chorus) nnSo the room exploded and all jumped in the fray nthe Italian girls in their mini skirts made many a Newfie’s day nthe blood began to flow and the chairs began to fly nthe maid jumped upon Mr. Murphy’s back to choke him with his tie nnBut Murphy was a rugged sort who paid her little mind nas he laid out all her brothers two and three at a time nthen he paused to catch his breath and felt her hanging round nso he sent her thru the window into the center of town nnPatrolman Jesse James had just begun his shift nand the illegal parked cars made his trigger finger itch nhe saw her flying in a dumpster did she land ncalled the dispatcher and said ‘we’ve a problem on our hands’ nn(chorus) nnSo he made his way upstairs but when he got inside na flying bottle of Sangria tore a gash underneath his eye nso he crawled to the radio said ‘officer needs a blow’ nand the TPD said boys here we go nnSo the squad cars come rolling 5 at a time nand the cops came charging in and formed a picket line nthey cut a swath thru the room and made a beeline for the bar nwhere a man was braining the band with a bass guitar nnSoon Mr. Murphy was alone but still quite a load na Newfie with a reason to explode nbut a dozen cops they held his arms at bay nand with the help of hickory they took his fight away nn(chorus) nnThat left no one standing and the groom fought his way inside nhis men had locked him in the kitchen to keep his new in-laws alive nyet his loving bride had left and swore family revenge nand from that day on they never spoke again nnI hear the marriage was annulled before the ink was dry nfather McAndrew handled the paperwork thru a swollen eye nhe said the Lord has his reasons for everything they say nbut at least I laid a few out meeself that glorious day nnSo gather around people a story I do tell nbout a North Country wedding the combatants I know well nA Newfie and Italian stepped in that wedding ring nthey made it a few hours, now that’s quite a thing nn(chorus)