Lyrics

It was just a short time ago when our boys went out to sea,
They toiled and worked both day and night to make our island free,
From the hardships and the miseries that we’ve always known,
From this little isle called Newfoundland, a place that we call home.

I still recall that fatal day as the waves broke on the shore,
Our friends and our loved ones we knew we’d see no more;
They were aboard the Ocean Ranger as she went to her grave,
Through high winds and icy waters not one man could be saved.

SPOKEN:
Eighty-four lives in all were lost on that fatal day,
A memory that will live on forever and never fade away;
But for the families and their loved ones that they all left behind,
May God help and keep them and give them peace of mind.

From the hardships and the miseries that we’ve always known,
From this little isle called Newfoundland, our boys were called back home.

Taken from: http://www.wtv-zone.com/phyrst/audio/nfld/31/oranger.htm