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I was born and raised in Newfoundland,
An island surrounded by sea;
And no matter where I roam,
I always came back home;
There's no place like Newfoundland to me.
Many years ago I lived in Toronto,
But my heart it was for my homeland;
I missed our fine beaches,
And the mountain that reaches up to the sky.
Newfoundland is home to me,
There's no place that I rather be;
With your finest scenery,
And cliffs that touch the sea;
Newfoundland is home to me.
Many people come to Newfoundland each year,
And say it's a beauty to behold;
They wish that they could live on our isle and feel free,
They treasure this island in their memories.
So, take a man from Newfoundland,
But you can't take the island from he;
He will always come back to the place he loves to be,
Newfoundland is home to me.
Newfoundland is home to me,
There's no place that I rather be;
With your finest scenery,
And cliffs that touch the sea;
Newfoundland is home to me.
Yes, Newfoundland is home to me,
There's no place that I rather be;
With your finest scenery,
And cliffs that touch the sea;
Newfoundland is home to me.
Newfoundland is home to me.
