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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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From the days of my childhood, from the memories I cling;
You may talk of your country and other lands seen;
You may talk of the splendors of Italy and Rome,
But they'll never compare with my Newfoundland home.
Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.
Its lakes and its rivers and pastures so green,
Its great wooded hillsides I see in my dreams;
Some sleep in churchyards while others have grown,
To leave far behind their old Newfoundland home.
Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.
There's a quaint little village that rests by the sea,
Where I played with my comrades lighthearted and free;
Where the hand of your neighbour is ready with a smile,
They're all dressed in the tartan of the Newfoundland Isle.
Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.
Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.
No, I'll never forget my old Newfoundland home.