Centuries ago our forefathers came
From England and Wales to seek freedom and fame
And they lived on the coast from Pinware to Nain
They took fur from the land and they fished on the sea
Old Labrador, Home Sweet Home to me

For those who helped pressure and the lies that they told
Helped uproot us all, the sick and the old
The hardship it caused a blind man could see
May they ask God's forgiveness his pardon may be
Old Labrador, Home Sweet Home to me

I long for the time to go back again
To the land of my birth some say God gave to Cain
For me it is paradise away in the north
Where the strong and the brave and the pure in heart
Wrestle a living from the land and the sea
Old Labrador, Home Sweet Home to me

With its tall lofty mountains with their snow covered crests
Where wildlife abound and the ptarmigan nest
Where the brisk westerly wind blow down to the sea
Old Labrador, Home Sweet Home to Me

The Hatters Cove Song

(As told to Carl Bradley by Charles Smith Sr. on January 5, 1988)

Down on the point boys, there lives Mikey & Jim
And "Youm- see" and" Scratches' lives next door to them.

Tis for Gus Bradley, he carries the mail.
And Emma and Isaac as big as a whale.

Tis for Mark Penney, we can't leave him out.
His tongue would wag if it was nailed into his mouth.

Turn to the westward and go to Aunt Jane's,
And all about law work to you she'll explain.


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