MacEdward Leach and the Songs of Atlantic Canada
The Boys of Newfoundland
Martin Reddigan NFLD 1 Tape 6A Track 16
Calvert Audio:
Ballad Musical notation available

Male voice: (sings) I was sitting by my fireside I was sitting all alone
I was thinking on my countrymen and where they had to roam
From England to America, from China to Japan
Wherever you'll go you'll surely find the boys from Newfoundland

They're the pride of every nation kind fortune on them shines
They climbed the heights of Alma and they crossed the River Nile
They sailed out to Vancouver you will find it on the roll
With Perry's expedition they went nearest to the pole

And away out in South Africa where the fir trees do grow high
They shouldered guns and bayonets those fierce Boers to .
With guns as loud as thunder they stretched out o'er the plain
Those gallant sons from Terra Nova fought for England's claim

With Nelson at Trafalgar they would make the Frenchman yield
The Ameri-

(Speaks): I'm wrong now.

Leach: Go ahead.

(speaks) I'm wrong now. (pause) .I was already singing that eh?

Male voice: No, no.

The Americans fought the Spaniards for blowing up the Maine
She sank with all her company that gay and gallant band
They're sleeping in their watery graves the boys from Newfoundland

They trod the northern ice floes where the polar bears do roam
Where the walrus, hood, and white coat they make it their little home
They fished the western Grand Banks on every shoal and bank
Those hearty toilers of the deep fished on the Flemish Cap

They sailed out to Cape Breton 's shores where the iron steel is rolled
And far beneath the Canadian soil they're digging for the gold

No country can feel prouder, no country of its own
They been through all the Providence been in the tower at Rome
They were even in Jerusalem I heard the clergy tell
They crossed the river Euphrates they were down to Jacob's well

Oh, now my song is nearly end I've one sad tale to tell
Down in the mines at Cobalt one of my comrades fell
His age it was just twenty-one he was scarcely in his bloom
On the eighteenth day of January he was summoned to his doom

Now that my song is ended and I think I have done well
My nation and my birthplace I'm going for to tell
I pitched on every nation I thought kindly of its race
I am a Newfoundlander I belong to Harbour Grace




Text notes: The singer explains that you can find Newfoundlanders everywhere.

Tune notes: A slow performance with a modal flavour, even though each strophe ends surprisingly in a major key.   An "abba" form.

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