Girl From Red Island

[Jerry Walsh, Joy Norman copyright Gannet Music 2001]


He sailed up the Bay while the capelin fog hung

It blotted the blue sky and blocked out the sun

By wit and by compass and a little good luck

He made his way back to Red Island


So what brought him here from a place far away?

Across the Atlantic and back to this Bay?

A memory so clear, just like yesterday

When he first saw the girl from Red Island


Full six years ago when he'd last sailed from here

On deck of a schooner bound for St. Pierre

Then off to Boston and then God knows where

He vowed to return to this Island


For just as they'd loosed the last rope from the wharf

He spied a young beauty alone on the shore

Red hair and green eyes: a smile he was sure

Would bring him on back to this Island


From Portsmouth to Cape Town, across to Brazil

Good Fortune had blessed him where ever he'd sailed

And now his own schooner he steered up the Bay  

In search for that girl from Red Island


What chance could there be, could he hope for more?

Even more pretty she walked by the shore

Red hair and green eyes, with poise and with style

She moved like the queen of the Island


And what he didn't know and what he could not guess

Her heart too was longing although they’d not met

For this fine young sailor she’d seen from the shore

When he last sailed away from her Island


They met and embraced as true lovers should

Their lives they were filled with all things fair and good

They lived long and happy and travelled the world

On the ship he had named the 'Red Island'.


So, if you expected a tale filled with woe

Of shipwrecks and sadness in days long ago

Well you won’t find them here for no one sheds tears in

This happy love song of Red Island!




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