In the year of 1497,
From Bristol's port we sailed,
On the Mathew's wooden deck,
Through storms and winds prevailed.
John Cabot led the brave men,
Across the ocean wide,
To find new lands and riches,
Beneath the North Star's guide.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
On St. John the Baptist's Day,
We saw the distant land,
Newfoundland, it lay ahead,
Its beauty vast and grand.
We stepped upon its rugged coast,
And raised our banners high,
For England and for Venice,
Beneath the endless sky.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
No indigenous souls we met that day,
Yet traces they had been,
A fire's warmth, a wooden tool,
In this land so serene.
With heart and soul, we claimed the land,
And charted every mile,
Cabot's name in history,
Would echo through the while.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Back to Bristol, home we sailed,
With tales of lands so vast,
To King and court, we told our tale,
Our journey now was past.
A hero's welcome Cabot earned,
And honors rich and grand,
Yet always will his spirit roam,
This newfound, promised land.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Cabot's name, forever bound,
To Newfoundland's rugged ground,
A tale of courage, bold and true,
Of the sea, and skies of blue.
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In the year of 1497,
From Bristol's port we sailed,
On the Mathew's wooden deck,
Through storms and winds prevailed.
John Cabot led the brave men,
Across the ocean wide,
To find new lands and riches,
Beneath the North Star's guide.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
On St. John the Baptist's Day,
We saw the distant land,
Newfoundland, it lay ahead,
Its beauty vast and grand.
We stepped upon its rugged coast,
And raised our banners high,
For England and for Venice,
Beneath the endless sky.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
No indigenous souls we met that day,
Yet traces they had been,
A fire's warmth, a wooden tool,
In this land so serene.
With heart and soul, we claimed the land,
And charted every mile,
Cabot's name in history,
Would echo through the while.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Back to Bristol, home we sailed,
With tales of lands so vast,
To King and court, we told our tale,
Our journey now was past.
A hero's welcome Cabot earned,
And honors rich and grand,
Yet always will his spirit roam,
This newfound, promised land.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Cabot's name, forever bound,
To Newfoundland's rugged ground,
A tale of courage, bold and true,
Of the sea, and skies of blue.
From Bristol's port we sailed,
On the Mathew's wooden deck,
Through storms and winds prevailed.
John Cabot led the brave men,
Across the ocean wide,
To find new lands and riches,
Beneath the North Star's guide.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
On St. John the Baptist's Day,
We saw the distant land,
Newfoundland, it lay ahead,
Its beauty vast and grand.
We stepped upon its rugged coast,
And raised our banners high,
For England and for Venice,
Beneath the endless sky.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
No indigenous souls we met that day,
Yet traces they had been,
A fire's warmth, a wooden tool,
In this land so serene.
With heart and soul, we claimed the land,
And charted every mile,
Cabot's name in history,
Would echo through the while.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Back to Bristol, home we sailed,
With tales of lands so vast,
To King and court, we told our tale,
Our journey now was past.
A hero's welcome Cabot earned,
And honors rich and grand,
Yet always will his spirit roam,
This newfound, promised land.
Cabot's dream, across the sea,
To find a land so wild and free,
From Bristol town to Newfoundland's shore,
His legacy will live forevermore.
Cabot's name, forever bound,
To Newfoundland's rugged ground,
A tale of courage, bold and true,
Of the sea, and skies of blue.
Writer: Benjamin Sturge
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Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC