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All I need is a strong north wind,
And a fine white ship to set sail in;
But the winter mist is now at hand,
I must remain in Newfoundland.
The summer months I fished all day,
Then in one short week drank it all away;
Now a passage home I can't demand,
I must stay in Newfoundland.
If I had a skilled trade taken,
A carpenter or a good stonemason,
It's home I'd be like a decent man,
And not forlorn in Newfoundland.
My age is thirty years and three,
I have no wife, I have no family;
I spend my life as a fisherman,
Around the coast of Newfoundland
I dream of home nearly every night,
Its valleys deep and green, its waters bright;
Come all young men with your lives to plan,
Keep well away from Newfoundland.
All I need is a strong north wind,
And a fine white ship to set sail in;
But the winter mist is now at hand,
I must remain in Newfoundland.
Recorded by Frank Hennessy (Thoughts And Memories, trk#3, 1987, Sain Cambrian, Wales, UK).
