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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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There's an old fishing schooner in the harbour,
Its sails are all tattered and torn;
As I stand gazing out o'er the ocean,
I think of the hardships it has known.
I remember the days of my childhood,
When it sailed 'cross the water so grand,
Taking our fathers to the Grand Banks,
To fish for their families on land.
If that old ship could talk, oh what stories,
It would tell 'bout some happy days, I know;
It would tell of the hardships and dangers,
Man and schooner had to face long ago.
My thoughts wander back through the ages,
As a dragger pulls away from the pier,
Its steel hull shines bright in the sunlight,
From the wind and the waves it has no fear.
As it passes by the schooner on the shoreline,
I wonder what that old ship might say;
Would it still be as proud and majestic,
As it was on its first fishing day?
If that old ship could talk, oh what stories,
It would tell 'bout some happy days, I know;
It would tell of the hardships and dangers,
Man and schooner had to face long ago.
It would tell of the hardships and dangers,
Man and schooner had to face long ago.