[Cape Shore Lady†† †††Jerry Walsh, Joy Norman, Paul Mills; copyright 2001 Gannet Music]

 

Young Wesley sailed from Fortune Bay

To fish the waters round the Cape

And soon he gave his heart away

To a pretty Cape Shore lady.

 

They courted through the summertime

Through fog and rain and nights so fine

ďOh come with me and youíll be mineĒ

He begged the Cape Shore lady.

 

C: Canít offer wealth, canít offer gold

†††† But all the love her heart can hold

†††† All the love her heart can hold

†††† Goes to the Cape Shore lady.

 

Youíve won my heart: I love you dear

Iíll marry you within the year

But Iíll not move ten miles from here

ĎCause Iím a Cape Shore lady.

 

Then here Iíll stay and fish the shore

And visit Fortune Bay no more

I love my home, but love you more

My pretty Cape Shore lady.

 

C:

 

They settled down in old St. Brideís

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 Cape Shore ladies.

 

C:

 

So if youíve travelled oíer the main

From Twillingate to Port of Spain

Across the sea and back again

To find the perfect lady.

 


Just sail away past Signal Hill

The Southern Shore, beyond Cape Freels

Listen for the Irish reels

The dancing Cape Shore ladies.

 

C:

 

From Point Lance, Cuslett, Patrickís Cove

A gift thatís far more rare than gold

True sweet love that is bestowed

By faithful Cape Shore ladies.

 

 

 

Canít offer wealth, canít offer gold

But all the love her heart can hold

All the love her heart can hold

Goes to the Cape Shore lady

 

Canít offer wealth, canít offer gold

But all the love your heart can hold

Oh all the love your heart can hold

Comes from the Cape Shore ladies

 

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