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One thousand years ago,
When fair winds they did blow,
And Norsemen felt the wanderlust once more;
A people strong and proud,
Adventurous and loud,
They landed on this peaceful, rocky shore.
This tall and fair-skinned race,
In history won their place,
They carried shields and weapons in their hands;
In fur-trimmed leather clothes,
That's how the story goes,
The mighty Vikings came to Newfoundland.
Oh, the mighty Vikings, so fearless and so grand;
Oh, the mighty Vikings came to Newfoundland.
In wooden ships they came,
To spread Valhalla's name,
Those warriors with spirits bold and free;
Their cups of mead they drank,
To Odin they gave thanks,
For guiding them across the open sea.
With conquest in their eyes,
They waved their banners high,
And battled with the natives hand-to-hand;
In story and in rhyme,
They tell about the time,
The mighty Vikings came to Newfoundland.
Oh, the mighty Vikings, so fearless and so grand;
Oh, the mighty Vikings came to Newfoundland.
Printed in Country Ideals, 2000.
