I'm a Newfoundlander born and bred and I'll be one till I die

SALTWATER JOYS

Recorded by: Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers

Written by: Wayne Chaulk

     Lyrics

Just to wake up in the morning, to the quiet of the cove

And to hear Aunt Bessie talking to herself.

And to hear poor Uncle John, mumbling wishes to old Nell

It made me feel that everything was fine.

I was born down by the water, it’s here I’m gonna stay

I’ve searched for all the reasons why I should go away

But I haven’t got the thirst for all those modern day toys

So I’ll just take my chances with those saltwater joys.

Following the little brook as it trickles to the shore

In the autumn when the trees are flaming red

Kicking leaves that fall around me

Watching sunsets paint the hills

That’s all I’ll ever need to feel at home.

This island that we cling to has been handed down with pride

By folks that fought to live here, taking hardships all in stride

So I’ll compliment her beauty, hold on to my goodbyes

And I’ll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys.

How can I leave those mornings with the sunrise on the cove

And the gulls like flies surrounding Clayton’s wharf

Platter’s Island wrapped in rainbow in the evening after fog

The ocean smells are perfume to my soul

Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds

Where warm and gentle people turn to swarmin’, faceless crowds

So I’ll do without their riches, glamour and the noise

And I’ll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys.

Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds

Where warm and gentle people turn to swarmin’, faceless crowds

So I’ll do without their riches, glamour and the noise

And I’ll stay and take my chances with those saltwater joys.