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Young Wesley sailed from
To fish the waters round the
And soon he gave his heart away
To a pretty
They courted through the summertime
Through fog and rain and nights so fine
“Oh come with me and you’ll be mine”
He begged the
C: Can’t offer wealth, can’t
offer gold
But all the love her heart can hold
All the love her heart can hold
Goes to the
You’ve won my heart: I love you dear
I’ll marry you within the year
But I’ll not move ten miles from here
‘Cause I’m a
Then here I’ll stay and fish the shore
And visit
I love my home, but love you more
My pretty
C:
They settled down in old St. Bride’s
Two young lovers side by side
And soon the twins they did arrive
For Wesley and his lady.
The children of this happy home
Fair young ladies did become
They married well and never roamed
For they were
C:
So if you’ve travelled o’er the main
From Twillingate to
Across the sea and back again
To find the perfect lady.
Just sail away past Signal Hill
The Southern Shore, beyond
Listen for the Irish reels
The dancing
C:
From Point Lance, Cuslett, Patrick’s Cove
A gift that’s far more rare than gold
True sweet love that is bestowed
By faithful
Can’t offer wealth, can’t offer gold
But all the love her heart can hold
All the love her heart can hold
Goes to the
Can’t offer wealth, can’t offer gold
But all the love your heart can hold
Oh all the love your heart can hold
Comes from the
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