#01710
Bonavista Bay (John Hollohan)
#4: YouTube video by G Malone
©2007 ~ Used with permission ~

In a little fishing village
on the isle of Newfoundland,
Where the blue Atlantic Ocean
rolls upon the rocks and sand,
In a weather beaten homestead
where I spent my childhood days,
There are memories of a lifetime
boarded up and locked away.

My father built that house
there on a green and grassy land,
And he cut and hauled the timbers
with his two hard working hands;
Even though he worked from dusk till dawn
he never was alone,
For my mother's love and caring
made that happy house a home.

Oh, the grass was always green
around that place that we called home,
The walls were filled with love enough
to keep our family warm;
And I wouldn't trade one room
for all your mansions of today,
For that place that I grew up in
out in Bonavista Bay.

You could look out of the window
and see clear across the bay,
Watch the fishermen returning
with their catch of the day;
The sense of pride of those brave men
who sailed the ocean deep,
Is a memory that I'll cherish
and always want to keep.

We would play down on the wharf
after the fishermen came in,
How innocent we were
and how carefree life was then;
I wish that I could go back,
even just for one more time,
And relive those childhood memories
that forever fill my mind.

Oh, the grass was always green
around that place that we called home,
The walls were filled with love enough
to keep our family warm;
And I wouldn't trade one room
for all your mansions of today,
For that place that I grew up in
out in Bonavista Bay.

Now the harbour it is silent,
there's no fishermen no more,
Their boats all lie abandoned
on the beach and on the shore;
And the families of those fishermen
still wonder what went wrong,
As a lifetime old tradition
is forever lost and gone.

Oh, the grass was always green
around that place that we called home,
The walls were filled with love enough
to keep our family warm;
And I wouldn't trade one room
for all your mansions of today,
For that place that I grew up in
out in Bonavista Bay;
No, I wouldn't trade one room
for all your mansions of today,
For that place that I grew up in
out in Bonavista Bay.

####.... John Hollohan of Summerville and Gander, NL. ©2004 ....####

Recorded by John Hollohan (Island To Island, trk#3, 2006, Sweet Bay Music, Victoria, British Columbia).

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