I love singing our newfoundland music. So here's some songs and more to follow when I get some more spare time


LOSS OF THE MARION
(by Simani)

In {G}1915 on the {C}tenth day of {A}June   
At {D}Burk's wharf the Marion {G}lay
Prepared for the {G7}banks as was cus{C}tom to {A}do   
All loa{D}ded with caplin for {G}bait.

The wind fron the northwest a fine summer's breeze
As Ike Jones from St. Jacques he steered
While the boys in the folks hole made plans for that night   
When they'd all go ashore in St.Pierre.

Some were uneasy, there'd be trouble they said   
'Cause Ike Jones was noted to fight.
At the Cafe de France on the last trip he made   
A Frenchman had threatened his life.

The challenge to fight was issued that night   
While the cheap French liquor ran free
The French captain then warned the Marion's men   
He would answer their challenge at sea.

Next day the Marion set sail again   
And so the story relays
The French beam trawler weighed anchor as well   
And followed close by in her wake.
Chorus # 1
She's a {D}Fortune Bay schooner heading {G}out for the banks
With {C}fine hardy {A}Fortune Bay {D}men
But some {G}on the cape were rum{C}oured to {A}say
She'd {D}never be heard from a{A}gain

The fate which befell the Marion's crew   
And their schooner will never be known.
No trace or good tidings were ever again   
To be heard by those waiting at home

Some say the Frenchman was true to his word,   
Some say he confessed 'fore he died,
That he scuttled the Marion and settled the debt   
Not taking one man 'oer the side.

Families of Skinners and Vallis and Miles   
Grieved for their loved ones on shore,
And the Newfoundland story of loss to the sea   
Was told as so often before

Chorus # 2
She's a Fortune Bay schooner heading out from St. Jacques
With a fine crew of Fortune Bay men.
But never no more will she pass by the light
With her jib flapping into the wind.