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- Sarnia; dear Homeland, Gem of the sea.
- Island of beauty, my heart longs for thee.
- Thy voice calls me ever, in waking, or sleep,
- Till my soul cries with anguish, my eyes ache to weep.
- In fancy I see thee, again as of yore,
- Thy verdure clad hills and thy wave beaten shore.
- Thy rock sheltered bays, ah; of all thou art best,
- I'm returning to greet thee, dear island of rest.
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- 副歌
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- Sarnia Cherie. Gem of the sea.
- Home of my childhood, my heart longs for thee.
- Thy voice calls me ever, forget thee I'll never,
- Island of beauty. Sarnia Cherie.
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- I left thee in anger, I knew not thy worth.
- Journeyed afar, to the ends of the earth.
- Was told of far countries, the heav'n of the bold,
- Where the soil gave up diamonds, silver and gold.
- The sun always shone, and "race" took no part,
- But thy cry always reached me, its pain wrenched my heart.
- So I'm coming home, thou of all art the best.
- Returning to greet thee, dear island of rest.
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- 副歌
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- Sarnia Cherie. Gem of the sea.
- Home of my childhood, my heart longs for thee.
- Thy voice calls me ever, forget thee I'll never,
- Island of beauty. Sarnia Cherie.
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