The Samson Islands
Archipelago in far eastern waters
Settled by Englishmen
In an age of colonial power
My great grandfather
Lived there with his family
Living off the salty ocean
Not knowing one day he'd cease to be
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
Upon Flat Island
Marble gravestones rest in decay
Marking the bones of my elders
As their legacy fades away
Still shining stark white in the sun
Hardened stone never turning grey
Never weathering in oceanic storms
For an eternity here they shall stay
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
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The Samson Islands
Archipelago in far eastern waters
Settled by Englishmen
In an age of colonial power
My great grandfather
Lived there with his family
Living off the salty ocean
Not knowing one day he'd cease to be
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
Upon Flat Island
Marble gravestones rest in decay
Marking the bones of my elders
As their legacy fades away
Still shining stark white in the sun
Hardened stone never turning grey
Never weathering in oceanic storms
For an eternity here they shall stay
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
Archipelago in far eastern waters
Settled by Englishmen
In an age of colonial power
My great grandfather
Lived there with his family
Living off the salty ocean
Not knowing one day he'd cease to be
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
Upon Flat Island
Marble gravestones rest in decay
Marking the bones of my elders
As their legacy fades away
Still shining stark white in the sun
Hardened stone never turning grey
Never weathering in oceanic storms
For an eternity here they shall stay
Ocean man
On cursed sands and on doomed lands
Ocean man
Nearly a century ago here he'd stand
They were destined to become Newfoundlanders
In the end they buried the islanders
Writer: Greg Sweetapple
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