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August 9, 2010

EE video.wmv

2 EE video.wmvImages show sites to see and things to do during a learning vacation in Newfoundland with Eastern Edventures.

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July 21, 2010

Newfoundland Tourism

2 Newfoundland TourismEast coast trails.

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May 10, 2010

The Sharecroppers -The early years-1991 Cable Atlantic show-Newfoundland Autumn

2 The Sharecroppers  The early years 1991 Cable Atlantic show Newfoundland AutumnThe year was 1991, we didn’t even have our first cd out yet, but Cable Atlantic approached us to do a 30 minute Sharecropper Special. The show was shown about a dozen times. Ed Humber,Guy Romaine and Mike Madigan have been together as The Sharecroppers Trio for 22 years this coming summer 2010.
******Newfoundland Autumn*****
Trees are turning early, and the hills are all ablaze,
The bogs are hard and frosty, and the ponds all topped with haze;
The moose stew is simmerin’ slowly, and the rabbit leads are fresh,
Cool, crisp air down in your lungs, can’t help but feel you’re blessed.

The wood is piling higher than the chimneys have been swept,
The stores are getting crowded with just sixty shopping days left;
The kids are getting anxious with the thought of jingle bells,
The mummers will show and old St. Nick, hope all the folks are well.

A Newfoundland autumn really makes you come alive,
The turres, the moose, the berries make you glad it has arrived;
With a beanie on your forehead and the vamps upon your feet,
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.

The almanac calls for weather that would make your skin turn blue,
All the better, says the boys, for weekends on ski-doo;
You can sit around and sulk and whine, and never do a thing,
Or grab a fiddle and tap those feet, and then begin to sing.

A Newfoundland autumn really makes you come alive,
The turres, the moose, the berries make you glad it has arrived;
With a beanie on your forehead and the vamps upon your feet,
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.

Now, you may think it’s crazy that a man would prefer this,
To the heat in a Florida condo or a walk on a sandy beach;
But the sights and the sounds of autumn are a treat on every shore,
Just take a deep breath and look around, and you’ll be back for more.

A Newfoundland autumn really makes you come alive,
The turres, the moose, the berries make you glad it has arrived;
With a beanie on your forehead and the vamps upon your feet,
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.

A Newfoundland autumn really makes you come alive,
The turres, the moose, the berries make you glad it has arrived;
With a beanie on your forehead and the vamps upon your feet,
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.
[spoken: This life is some shockin' hard to beat.]
Let’s head into the woods, boys, this life is hard to beat.

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May 7, 2010

Yesterday’s Fisherman by The Sharecroppers (of Newfoundland)

2 Yesterdays Fisherman by The Sharecroppers (of Newfoundland)Yesterday’s Fisherman, by Guy Romaine of the Sharecroppers, is a beautiful tribute to the old fishermen who, in their old age, use to sit on the wharf and wait for their boys to come home. Harmonies by Ed Humber and Mike Madigan. Flute by Linda Carr…thanks Linda!

Yesterday’s Fisherman, by The Sharecroppers
He sits on the wharf in the soft summer sun,
He wonders if the boys got the trap work all done;
Too old to fish, too young not to care,
He takes a deep breath of the saltwater air,
And the memories flood back to yesterday’s fisherman.

He’d be at his oars with the crack of the dawn,
The splash on the gunnels has been his life’s song;
He worked like a dog to raise up his sons,
And now he would wait for them to come home,
‘Cause there’s not much to do for yesterday’s fisherman.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.

The gulls in the harbour let out their harsh cry,
And the sun slowly climbs in an ever-blue sky;
The sounds and the sights haven’t changed much with time,
His body is old, but young is his mind,
And memories are clear to yesterday’s fisherman.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.
Thanks to Geoff Sterling and NTV in Newfoundand for the film footage.

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April 1, 2010

Hello Mom and Dad

2 Hello Mom and Dadwritten by A. Frank Willis (recorded December 16, 2008), for all the Newfoundlanders who would like to be spending Christmas “Back home”. (www.wadedawe.ca)

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March 16, 2010

The Legionnaires:Lest We Forget (song by TheSharecroppers of Newfoundland)

2 The Legionnaires:Lest We Forget (song by TheSharecroppers of Newfoundland)The archival film footage for this song, “The Legionnaires:Lest We Forget”, off The Sharecropper’s first cd titled NATURAL, was compliled by Geoff Sterling of Newfoundland’s NTV. Mr Sterling uses his archives’ new and old material and presents a wonderful pictorial of the lyrics of the song. The Sharecroppers thank Geoff for his artistic work during those wee hours of the morning. We also congratulate Mr Sterling on his being honored with the Order of Newfoundland and Labrador on Dec 11,2009.
The song “The Legionnaires:Lest We Forget” honours all the Legionnaires and those who came and still come faithfully to our schools to celebrate Remembrance Day. They would usually come a day or two before November 11th and celebrate at a school gathering. When they spoke, all 390 students in our school of Pasadena Academy in Newfoundland would give them 100% silence, attention and respect. That in itself was an amazing happening. To all our Legionnaire friends, we honour you and thank you for your efforts in securing our freedoms. To all those who promote the Legionnaires and war vets,…. thankyou and God Bless!
Cheers ~Mike Madigan, of The Sharecroppers

The Legionnaires Song (The Sharecroppers)
On a sad November day we hear of Flanders Fields,
The rows of white crosses they seem so very real;
They were once brave young lads with comrades true and bold,
We all must do our part to keep their story told.
They march through the school with flowers oh so red,
They ask us to remember the things that they’ve said;
For them it’s so clear for they’ve been to war,
We shouldn’t have to ask just what they’re praying for.

But who are these men with their glory pinned to their breast?
What does it mean for the rest?
Their tears stain their cheeks yet their faces glow with pride,
They’ve fought and tried — watched young men die,
Never questioning why — for you and I.

They talk of battles long, while young ones try to feel,
But with lives so full and plenty it seems so unreal;
It’s hard to picture now those men clad in blue,
Crawling through the trenches praying “God get me through”.
Their presence gently stirs us to remember those that died,
Men who gave their bodies leaving young hearts behind;
But with each passing memory and each passing sunset,
All must tell the story “Lest we forget”!

But who are these men with their glory pinned to their breast?
What does it mean for the rest?
Their tears stain their cheeks yet their faces glow with pride,
They’ve fought and tried — watched young men die,
Never questioning why — for you and I.

####…. The Sharecroppers (SOCAN) ….####

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March 4, 2010

The KYLE by The Sharecroppers of Newfoundland

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2 The KYLE by The Sharecroppers of NewfoundlandThe SS KYLE, that old “bulldog of the North”, is an abandoned Newfoundland coastal boat that now rests on a sandbar in Harbour Grace, Newfoundland, in front of the little town of River Head. Made in England, it was retired from an excellent Newfoundland coastal service in the 1960s and was going to be sold for scrap. However one day during a storm, it broke its moorings and drifted to the end of the bay in Harbour Grace where it rests to this day in 2010. At first the townpeople didn’t know what to do. Some wanted it scrapped, others wanted it sunk out at sea. Later others wanted to do something with tourism. The film footage from NTV shows the KYLE before it was repainted in 1997 for the 500th anniversary Cabot/Matthew celebrations (1497-1997). Mike Madigan composed this song on board the KYLE and the last lines of his poem have come true….for at least now!
(The KYLE song is at www.thesharecroppers.net)

There is a ship in Harbour Grace, it’s been there for a while,
To the people of the town they hardly give a smile;
They say it does stand out too much, you can see it from a mile,
And soon they’ll drag it out to sea and sink the noble Kyle.

Now, the Kyle’s a ship that’s been out to sea for many a long year,
People that had sailed her decks said they never had to fear;
She supplied our rugged coast from year to faithful year,
And now she rots down in the bay in the Harbour Gracian clear.

Now she rots down in the bay in the Harbour Gracian clear,
Yes, she rots down in the bay in the Harbour Gracian clear,
In the Harbour Gracian clear.

Well, ships deserve an honoured death and burial at sea,
And yet their stories and their names live on in history;
Yet history books to children seem realistic not to be,
Than the presence of the Kyle, my friends, for their bright eyes to see.

So, though her brass and wooden seams no longer live within,
Her worn out hull and worn down name can clearly still be seen;
A fresh coat of paint and lettering will keep her for a while,
And the Harbour Gracian history book alive will keep the Kyle;
And the Harbour Gracian generation alive will keep the Kyle.

Now she rots down in the bay in the Harbour Gracian clear,
Yes, she rots down in the bay in the Harbour Gracian clear,
In the Harbour Gracian clear.

####…. Mike Madigan of The Sharecroppers (SOCAN)

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February 28, 2010

Breathe the Air – Newfoundland

2 Breathe the Air   NewfoundlandA song a I wrote about home, Newfoundland. Lots of photos in this video taken from a variety of our most scenic locations. Thanks to Findnl.com for providing most of these shots!
Enjoy!
Kenny B

This song was written by Kenny Butler (Kenny B) and is related to Newfoundland Tourism. It shows others how beautiful of a place Newfoundland is from the people to the scenery, Kenny captures it all. “Breathe the Air” in Newfoundland, a must watch if you enjoy our beautiful province of Newfoundland and Labrador. Enjoy and please leave a comment if you enjoy this video.

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February 20, 2010

Yesterday’s Fisherman ….by The Sharecroppers of Newfoundland

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2 Yesterdays Fisherman ....by  The Sharecroppers of NewfoundlandYesterday’s Fisherman…a beautiful song by Guy Romaine of the Sharecroppers. Enjoy! (www.thesharecroppers.net)

He sits on the wharf in the soft summer sun,
He wonders if the boys got the trap work all done;
Too old to fish, too young not to care,
He takes a deep breath of the saltwater air,
And the memories flood back to yesterday’s fisherman.

He’d be at his oars with the crack of the dawn,
The splash on the gunnels has been his life’s song;
He worked like a dog to raise up his sons,
And now he would wait for them to come home,
‘Cause there’s not much to do for yesterday’s fisherman.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.

The gulls in the harbour let out their harsh cry,
And the sun slowly climbs in an ever-blue sky;
The sounds and the sights haven’t changed much with time,
His body is old, but young is his mind,
And memories are clear to yesterday’s fisherman.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.

Roll with the swell, boys, and do it with pride,
Your life is the sea with it’s wind and it’s tide;
And when you grow old and your fishing is done,
Sit back, be proud, and wait for your sons
To come home from their fishing.
Thanks to Sarah Greening for compiling the photos for this song.

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November 10, 2009

Newfoundland Tourism Advertisement- People & Places

2 Newfoundland Tourism Advertisement  People & PlacesAdvertisement for CapeRace Cultural Adventures Inc., a boutique adventure travel company located in Newfoundland Canada (www.caperace.com)

mail @ caperace.com www.caperace.com

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