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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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Just an island, where the raging ocean waves roll in unending,
But the shore that's left lays quietly again;
And the seagulls, screaming loud into the wind,
That's my island, my Newfoundland.
Where a friendly smile will greet you when you walk up to the door,
And there's sincerity in every outstretched hand;
And no one ever cares about the colour of your skin,
On my island, my Newfoundland.
Lovers walking, in the evening while the golden moon is shining,
Dreaming lovers' dreams and strolling hand-in-hand;
Slowly walking, leaving footprints in the sand,
On my island, My Newfoundland.
Where a friendly smile will greet you when you walk up to the door,
And there's sincerity in every outstretched hand;
And no one ever cares about the colour of your skin,
On my island, my Newfoundland.
Early morning, see the little boats pull out before the dawning,
That's the way of life for working fishermen;
While their ladies pray their safe return again,
Back to that island, My Newfoundland.
Where a friendly smile will greet you when you walk up to the door,
And there's sincerity in every outstretched hand;
And no one ever cares about the colour of your skin,
On my island, my Newfoundland.
Where a friendly smile will greet you when you walk up to the door,
And there's sincerity in every outstretched hand;
And no one ever cares about the colour of your skin,
On my island, my Newfoundland.
On my island, my Newfoundland.