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On a little island in the North Atlantic,
Lives a race of people second to none;
They have their right to cry, they don't have to step aside,
So hold their banner high, walk in the sun.
Stand up and be proud, boy, if you're from this island,
A small part of Heaven, shout the name out loud;
Tell the world you're from Newfoundland, walk tall with any man,
Be a true blue native son, stand up and be proud.
On fields of battle they have been tried and true,
And they've left a legacy to be kept by you;
Wherever you travel keep this in mind,
They are your people, a very special kind.
Stand up and be proud, boy, if you're from this island,
A small part of Heaven, shout the name out loud;
Tell the world you're from Newfoundland, walk tall with any man,
Be a true blue native son, stand up and be proud.
Be a true blue native son, stand up and be proud.
