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Sons Of Labrador (Jeff Chaulk)

Born to the land they say God gave to Cain,
Destined to live without riches or fame,
They lived for their families, so hardships they bore,
These were the first true Sons of Labrador.

A land that has shaped the man that I've become,
All I believe and all that I've done;
Like all come before me, I want to be known,
As heir to the land where my father was born.

Weep for the living I leave here behind,
Pray for their futures, their paths may they find;
But my time has ended and I ask for no more,
Than to lay down beside the Sons of Labrador.

Remember the good times and I'll always be near,
Speak of me kindly to all those I hold dear;
My sins now forgiven, by God I've been judged,
As I bid my last farewell to all those I've loved.

Weep for the living I leave here behind,
Pray for their futures, their paths may they find;
But my time has ended and I ask for no more,
Than to lay down beside the Sons of Labrador.

Weep for the living I leave here behind,
Pray for their futures, their paths may they find;
But my time has ended and I ask for no more,
Than to lay down beside the Sons of Labrador.

Yes, lay me beside the Sons of Labrador.

####.... © Jeff Chaulk of Goose Bay, Labrador, NL, and Quebec City, PQ (The Real Cavemann) ....####

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