Abandoned playground in the dead of night
Blackwood Steady lit up by moonlight
Gallivanting through the woods at Twin Hills
Getting f*cked up down at the Old Mill
Light up the bonfire down at Tucker's Pit
Highway razz, 4 A.M. don't give a shit
Teen spirit wasted on the f*ckin' Rock
In Alexander Bay at all our old haunts
Graveyard party enraptured in corpse mists
Down by the beach in the wreckage of ships
Shed gathering by fresh-cut wood
Only something by us baymen understood
Out to Mackles or on Sandy Point
Weekend warriors wielding beer and joints
Gone to Salvage for a Sunday jaunt
'Round Bonavista Bay at all our old haunts