Gord Phillips -The Northlands Own - Ode to Stompin Tom Connors

The musical tale of a man that told the stories of a country and everyone in it. My way to say thanks and carry on the lore for many more to hear.
Special thanks goes out to all the people and places that made this video possible.
Dale Baglo - video production, Paul Wagorn - bass/shaker and production/engineering of the song, Pedro on Drums, Disguise the limit, Saanich Heritage Acres for the venue, Vancouver Island model Engineer Society for letting us ride the steamtrain.


Lyrics - The Northlands Own by Gord Phillips

This heres a tale of a man we knew
from coast to coast his song was true
about this land and the people all around

He'd weave some lore about some place

and fill the bar till there was no space

all the while his boot would stomp the ground




he'd keep good time on that plywood

realin ryhme oh so good

tellin us about a Lemington tomata




from the manin the moon to the Redo Canal

PEI we know so well bout

Bud the spud

that ole potata




His name is Stompin tom

come on and sing along

his voice echos through every little town

his boot has worn the floor

from Sooke to Labrador

He's a trubador

The Northlands Own




Second verse

How it all began




His ma was poor and his dad was gone

all he had was this here song

pen guitar and the people he would meet




He left his home around fifteen

hit the road that hikin scene

travelled around onhis own two feet




He'd been livin hand to mouth

north east west and south

got his first gig at the Maple Leaf Hotel

He was broke and short a dime

for a beer he bought that time

bartender said "to get this beer you'll play"




So he played three sets for that whole night

had everyone up and feelin alright

by that time on his life would take a turn




Black shirt black pants, black stetson hat

the famous boots

the plywood that he'd wear out after every single show




His name is Stompin Tom

he wrote ten million songs

bout everything and everyone one around

his boot has worn the floor

from Sarnia to the Northshore

and played his songs to the nation far and wide




and he wrote alot of songs

gonna tell bout a few of them now

is everybody ready

here we go




Big joe Mufferaw paddled into Mattawa

Margos got the cargo ya Reggies got he rig

the gumboot clogeroo

I am the wind

the Donellys pride

and little Joey Tuktuk




Back breakin leaf smokin Tillsonburg

the Martin Hartwell story

the good ole hockey game

the snowmobile song

Sudbury saturday night

the Ketchup song

and a real canadian girl




Lukes guitar

KD Lang

Poor poor farmer

the Blue Beret

fire in the mine

the comsumer




Thank you Gataen Lapine for giving Tom his first job

Thank you tom

you got me through my college years

well I didnt go to college

but you got me through anyway




Oh his name is Stompin Tom

come on and sing along

his voice echos through every little town

his boot has worn the floor

from Sooke to Labrador

He's a trubador

The Northlands Own


Enjoy
Gord