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In the cold Canadian waters north from the coast of Maine
There's an island called Newfoundland swept by snow, wind and rain
And on the island there's a village with it's customs and it's ways
A little town called Corner Brook, my home of childhood days.
Now those childhood days were something and carefree all the time.
Ther's a girl in every story and you know there's one in mine.
Well, she broke my heart so often it stays a little sore
And that's the reason I left home and can't go back no more.
Where the people make a living on the land and on the sea
And there are people on the island that mean the world the me.
Well, I wish I had the power to change the course of time
To live again in Newfoundland, my home of childhood time.
Well, I'd love to watch the sailboats as they glide across the bay
Just to see again the farmers sow the seed and cut the hay.
Well, this island has no strangers 'cuz everybody is you friend.
This little isle of Newfoundland, I'd sure love to see it once again.
Where the people make a living on the land and on the sea
And there are people on the island that mean the world the me.
Well, I wish I had the power to change the course of time
To live again in Newfoundland, my home of childhood time.
Just to live again in Newfoundland, my home of childhood time.