Half n'Half

Here’s a drinking song about a wild night at the the Black Horse Tavern back in the days before prohibition. The building is long gone from the Irishtown Road near Kensington PEI but there is a statue of a black horse on the corner where it once stood. It’s always been a favourite landmark of mine. On an interesting side note, Mary Tuplin, the teenage victim of the infamous Millman-Tuplin murder in 1887 (immortalized in a once well known Maritime folk song), was born at the Black Horse Corner.

Half n’ Half

The Baltic boys came down the road and paused along the way Some said, “Carry on me lads” and some said, “We should stay” Half were on the wagon and half were in a sleigh Half n’ Half Half n’ Half

There at the Black Horse Tavern they banged upon the door A window slowly opened up on the second floor They heard the barman shouting, “What are you looking for”? Half n’ Half Half n’ Half

“Get up you lazy Irishman, your patrons have arrived We left the dance hall early and took a North Shore drive We’re thirsty for the Black Horse Ale with Porter on the side” Half n’ Half Half n’ Half

Then high up at the window, the barman heard their plea And emptied out his chamber pot while shouting angrily “Half is from the missus, and half was made by me” Half n’ Half Half n’ Half

A night of fun was ended in the early morning dew That fell from high above their heads upon this rowdy crew Half went home on horseback and half went home by shoe Half n’ Half Half n’ Half

The moral of the story is one you shan’t forget Be careful what your asking for you don’t know know what you’ll get Half the time your just reward is one you might regret Half n’ Half Half n’ Half