[00:00.00] 作词 : Wince Coles
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Wince Coles
[00:03.06]I remember the time when my grandpa and I
[00:09.45]Would sit by the fire at night
[00:15.21]And I listened to stories of how he once lived
[00:21.36]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[00:29.40]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[00:33.63]He said Mom and Dad send me off to school
[00:40.62]Where I learned how to read and to write
[00:46.80]And they listened for hours
[00:50.25]As I read from my books
[00:53.22]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[00:59.70]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[01:06.21]Your grandma and I we were wed at 16
[01:12.48]Lord she was a beautiful sight
[01:18.69]And proudly I placed the ring on her hand
[01:25.08]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[01:33.42]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[01:38.64]About one year later, your daddy was born
[01:44.70]And your grandma held my hand so tight
[01:51.06]On I cant tell the joy as she brought forth new life
[01:57.48]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[02:05.88]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[02:11.79]But having her child, it did weaken her so
[02:17.10]She just wasnt up to the fight
[02:24.45]For she looked so peaceful she went to her rest
[02:30.12]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[02:31.89]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[02:46.80]Then as now the times they were hard
[02:50.25]To succeed you would try all your might
[02:56.82]And sometimes love bloomed and sometimes dreams die
[03:06.60]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[03:07.89]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[03:08.52]By the glow of the kerosene light.
[03:10.29]Shes made from wood
[03:10.74]But shes no ordinary boat sir
[03:11.40]Cut in the fall
[03:11.70]Seasons til mid winter is over
[03:12.42]See her high round bow
[03:14.19]And shes all tuck-ed under
[03:14.76]And from stem to stern
[03:15.30]Shes our Newfoundlands wonder
[03:16.47]I hear her one lunger pumping
[03:17.22]And I look to see her
[03:17.64]Disappear under the crest of a swell between us
[03:18.78]And she rises like a warrior
[03:19.38]To writhing lots of sunder
[03:20.73]And they see two men
[03:21.12]Who lay down under
[03:21.51]Where lonely men
[03:21.96]Whose days be numbered
[03:22.50]We owe our lives
[03:22.77]To the gifts from the water
[03:24.27]And for boats that go
[03:24.72]Come back some never
[03:25.14]But for all the boats that go
[03:25.71]They are Newfoundlands wonder
[03:26.31]For all the boats that go
[03:26.79]They are Newfoundlands wonder

作词 : Wince Coles
作曲 : Wince Coles
I remember the time when my grandpa and I
Would sit by the fire at night
And I listened to stories of how he once lived
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
He said Mom and Dad send me off to school
Where I learned how to read and to write
And they listened for hours
As I read from my books
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
Your grandma and I we were wed at 16
Lord she was a beautiful sight
And proudly I placed the ring on her hand
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
About one year later, your daddy was born
And your grandma held my hand so tight
On I cant tell the joy as she brought forth new life
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
But having her child, it did weaken her so
She just wasnt up to the fight
For she looked so peaceful she went to her rest
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
Then as now the times they were hard
To succeed you would try all your might
And sometimes love bloomed and sometimes dreams die
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
By the glow of the kerosene light.
Shes made from wood
But shes no ordinary boat sir
Cut in the fall
Seasons til mid winter is over
See her high round bow
And shes all tuck-ed under
And from stem to stern
Shes our Newfoundlands wonder
I hear her one lunger pumping
And I look to see her
Disappear under the crest of a swell between us
And she rises like a warrior
To writhing lots of sunder
And they see two men
Who lay down under
Where lonely men
Whose days be numbered
We owe our lives
To the gifts from the water
And for boats that go
Come back some never
But for all the boats that go
They are Newfoundlands wonder
For all the boats that go
They are Newfoundlands wonder