My Newfoundland Home (Junior Walsh) video

From the days of my childhood,
from the memories I cling;
You may talk of your country
and other lands seen;
You may talk of the splendors
of Italy and Rome,
But they'll never compare
with my Newfoundland home.

Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.

Its lakes and its rivers and pastures so green,
Its great wooded hillsides I see in my dreams;
Some sleep in churchyards while others have grown,
To leave far behind their old Newfoundland home.

Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.

There's a quaint little village
that rests by the sea,
Where I played with my comrades
lighthearted and free;
Where the hand of your neighbour
is ready with a smile,
They're all dressed in the tartan
of the Newfoundland Isle.

Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.

Wherever I travel on land or on sea,
The place of my childhood remembered will be;
God's blessings rest on her wherever I roam,
I'll never forget my Newfoundland home.
No, I'll never forget my old Newfoundland home.

####.... Junior Walsh of Marystown, NL ....####

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