I wake up in the morning with the dawning My mind is damp and foggy as the dew. I look across the fields to find The flowers growing there are mine, And all the world is shining bright and new; So come and see the red clay of my Island That bursts in bloom before it's even spring. The days are warm, the nights are cool, You'll find there's fish in every pool And you can hear a thousand robins sing... Chorus This is my Island, and it's good for love, It's good for anyone you care to bring. This is my island, Prince Edward Island, It's good for love and our windows. Sitting on doorstep in the twilight This is where I know I want to be I take my rest at end of day With moonlight splashing on the bay As I gaze across the headlands to the sea. From afar I hear the waves a-pounding Crashing and then dying on the shore. Memories of the olden days When schooners sailed in quiet bays Remind me I won't leave here anymore |