There’s a girl in St. John’s Harbour that I’m longing for to see
No one does know that girl my boys
Half as much as me
She cried so when I left her
That it nearly broke her heart
And if we ever meet again
We never more will part

She's the sweetest girl in colour
that a poor boy ever knew,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds bright,
They sparkled like the dew;
You may talk about your mainland girls
But I’ve known none so grand,
You'll find no girls to love you like
The girls from Newfoundland.

The summer winds are blowing
and starry nights are bright,
I’d take her to the Nickel
most every weekday night;
And as we watched the pictures,
I oft to her I did say,
I hope you don’t forget me
when I am far away.

She's the sweetest girl in colour
that a poor boy ever knew,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds bright,
They sparkled like the dew;
You may talk about your mainland girls
But I’ve known none so grand,
You'll find no girls to love you like
The girls from Newfoundland.

The winter winds are howling
And I think it’s time to go
To cross the briny ocean
Without a friend or foe
And when I reach that foreign place
I’ll stand there on that strand
And I’ll be proud to be back with
My girl from Newfoundland

She's the sweetest girl in colour
that a poor boy ever knew,
Her eyes they shone like diamonds bright,
They sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your mainland girls
But I’ve known none so grand,
You'll find no girls to love you like
The girls from Newfoundland.