My Redneck Newfie Canadian Cousin - TrackSonix

My Redneck Newfie Canadian Cousin (TrackSonix). Lyrics and Music by Mike Crucefix and Jon Brooks. © 2025 Mike Crucefix and Jon Brooks. A playful, story-driven song about a wild Newfoundlander visiting the American South, where thick accents, hotter weather, and clashing cultures collide. From outport sayings to Alabama backroads, the track celebrates friendship, family, and the hilarious misunderstandings that come from mixing Newfie charm with redneck grit. Loud, proud, and full of heart - a cross-border, boots-in-the-mud comedy anthem. LINKS: Website: http://www.jonbrooksrecordingstudio.com SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/jonbrooks-1 TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@jonbrookscomposer Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jonbrookscomposer Logic Pro Templates: https://logicpro-templates.sellfy.store YouTube Logic Pro X Templates: https://www.youtube.com/@LogicProTemplates YouTube Jon Brooks: https://www.youtube.com/jonbrookscomposer Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/JonBrooksComposer X: https://twitter.com/JonBrooks_Music Etsy Store: https://musicproduction.etsy.com LYRICS: [Verse 1] I got a cousin way up in Newfoundland,Wild as a moose and twice as loud—Boots in the mud, grinnin’ ear to ear,Chewin’ on salt beef, shoutin’ in the crowd.But he caught a flight, suitcase crammed full,From St. John’s fog to Bama’s red clay pull.Touched down in boots, sweat beads on his brow,Muttered, “Why for’s she so hot? Bye, turn that down!” [Chorus] Best kind, yes bye! No matter North or South,He’ll holler, "Whaddaya at?” with a grin splitting his mouth.Say, “Stay where you’re at, I’ll come where you’re to,”He’ll wink right back, “Bye, that’ll do!”Lord tunderin’ Jesus, what a sight, them two—Redneck and Newfie, wranglin’ barbecue! [Verse 2] We’re cruisin’ the highway, windows rolled low,Country tunes clashin’ with the outport radio. [Pause]The heat is thick as pea soup, “It’s mauzy as sin!”He’s sweatin’ like a codfish, and just grinnin’ again.“Flat out like a lizard drinkin’,” he calls with pride,While a gator lumbers by the Alabama roadside.“Why for all this fuss, bye?” he howls at the sky—Then swats at a skeeter and gives it a try. [Chorus] Best kind, yes bye! Now we’re dodge’n the rain,From Dixie’s red clay to old Newfoundland’s plain.“Stay where you’re at and I’ll come where you’re to!”And if you’re confused, well, join the crew.He shrugs, “That’s a time,” and with Newfie delight—Turns up the drawl, and turns out the light. [Bridge] Out huntin’ for ducks, in a field with no sea,He asks, “Why for aren’t there boats? This don’t feel right to me.”He’s teachin’ me “Roll Tide!”—I reply, “What’s the point?”He cracks, “Lord liftin’, bye, have another joint!”When the job’s hard as butterin’ a cat’s arse with a needle,We just laugh and keep goin’, both stubborn as beagle. [Outro] Now the arse is gone out of ’er, time to roll on,Whether in bay or Bama, the foolishness goes on.If you ask how I’m cuttin’, “Like a knife!” I’ll say,‘Cause with a cousin like mine, life’s a wild kind of way.Best kind, yes bye, and don’t you forget—Redneck meets Newfie, the oddest duet.From St. John’s to Dixie, we howl at the moon:“Why for you stay where you’re at? I’ll come where you’re to! Y’all come back soon!” #myrednecknewfiecanadiancousin #tracksonix #countrymusic