Lyrics

One cold winter’s morning in December, the year of eighty-five,
That big plane went down, not one soul on board did survive;
The sad tragic story, like fire that spread on the ground,
‘Twas a sad day in Gander the day that big plane went down.

I saw soldiers smiling as they boarded the big plane that day,
Their thoughts were of loved ones who were waiting so far away;
I heard a young soldier singing an old Christmas song,
The words of the song told the story of Christmas at home.

‘Twas a sad day in Gander the day that big plane went down,
Hearts filled with sorrow as the sad news spread all around;
The memory still burns in our minds, and we still wonder why,
Why so many young men on that cold winter’s day had to die.

We still feel the sadness of the tragedy that winter’s day,
In our prayers we’ll remember their loved ones so far away;
Lord only knows why those brave young men had to die,
I guess God wanted brave soldiers up there in the sky.

‘Twas a sad day in Gander the day that big plane went down,
Hearts filled with sorrow as the sad news spread all around;
The memory still burns in our minds, and we still wonder why,
Why so many young men on that cold winter’s day had to die.
‘Twas a sad day in Gander the day that big plane went down.

Source: GEST Songs of Newfoundland and Labrador