Title: Merasheen Memories Verse 1 Across Placentia Bay she stood, A hardy town of salt and wood. Merasheen was proud and strong, Filled with work and filled with song. Fishing boats at break of day, Children laughing on the bay. Church bells echoed through the air, Simple lives without a care. Chorus Merasheen, don't let us forget, The finest days are with you yet. Though the families sailed away, Your spirit never left the bay. Merasheen, forever bright, A beacon in the morning light. Verse 2 The cod grew scarce, the times grew lean, The hardest years they'd ever seen. In sixty-eight the word came down, The last goodbye for this proud town. Doors were closed and tears were shed, Old paths walked one last time instead. The ferries carried hopes and dreams, Leaving quiet in between. Chorus Merasheen, don't let us forget, The finest days are with you yet. Though the families sailed away, Your spirit never left the bay. Merasheen, forever bright, A beacon in the morning light. Bridge The schoolhouse waits in silent grace, The shoreline keeps its warm embrace. Every board and every stone, Still remembers those called home. Final Chorus Merasheen, your story lives, In every wave the ocean gives. Though the years have drifted by, Your name still rides the seabird's cry. Merasheen, forever near, A treasured voice we still can hear.
