Remembering Port aux Basques
Many years ago, I wanted to roam.
I picked Port aux Basques and called it my home.
Port aux Basques is a nice place. Yes, that is true.
The people, they are friendly and always there for you. You drove downtown. There’s a view to see. Watch the Marine Atlantic boats Coming in from the sea.
Every night we went up To Harry Tom’s
To play the harmonica And listen to the songs.
I worked in the fish plant. There were many friends. Their memories I’ll cherish Until my life ends.
When my life is over
And they lay me to rest
I want to stay in Port aux Basques The place I liked the best.
Now my poem is ended.
I have nothing more to say. I am a proud Newfoundlander From Tally Cove, Fortune Bay.