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I am a school girl 11 years old,
And I watch as my friends have to pack up and go;
Their parents are leaving and I don't understand,
Why they have to leave Newfoundland.
I don't watch the news but I heard Daddy say,
The economy's broke, they can't fix it today;
I'll give my allowance, one dollar a day,
To keep them from moving away.
I live by the ocean and play in the sand,
I'm thankful for living here in Newfoundland;
I hope Daddy's job is not taken away,
Like the families moving away.
I was out in the backyard, my best friend came by,
To tell me she's leaving, I started to cry;
She heard her mom saying there's no other way,
We're going to McMurray today.
Please don't forget all the good times we've had,
The camping, the fishing, the trips with our dads;
You look at the stars and I'll look at them, too,
And you'll know that I'm thinking of you.
I live by the ocean and play in the sand,
I'm thankful for living here in Newfoundland;
I hope Daddy's job is not taken away,
Like the families moving away.