I saw him once, at Mariposa.

This song is too good to only be two minutes 43 seconds. How many times do I have to press replay ❤

A great song

Pour one out for the Captain F ;_;7

Nova Scotia was a proud place, couldn't tell you what we are today.

What a darn gem

I dearly miss his singing.

"My whole life has been taken. "

I've not heard this recording before. thank you for sharing!

RIP Stan Rogers (1949-1983) A victim of smoke inhalation onboard Air Canada Flight 797 after it safely landed at Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport, Boone County, Kentucky due to an in-flight fire.

RIP Stan Rogers (1949-1983) A victim of smoke inhalation onboard Air Canada Flight 797 after it safely landed at Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport, Boone County, Kentucky due to an in-flight fire.

You know, I'm beginning to think this song isn't about Harris or his mare...

Such wonderful wonderful music!!! ❤❤❤❤❤

Shout out to my math teacher Mr. Pratt from uplift mighty. He played this song during tutoring one time. I come back to it every now and then

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Stan beeing killed in this freak plane accident beeing a real loss for humanity.

Ha! xoxo The Clarences

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife We whalermen undergo And we won't give a damn when the gale is done How hard the winds do blow For We're homeward bound from the Arctic Gound With a good ship taut and free And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum With the girls of Old Maui Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground Rolling down to Old Maui Once more we sail with a Northerly gale Through the ice, and wind, and rain Them coconut fronds, them tropical shores We soon shall see again For Six hellish months we passed away On the cold Kamchatka sea But now we're bound from the Arctic ground Rolling down to Old Maui Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground Rolling down to Old Maui Once more we sail the Northerly gale Towards our Island home Our whaling done, out mainmast sprung And we ain't got far to roam Our stans'l booms is carried away What care we for that sound A living gale is after us Thank God we're homeward bound Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground Rolling down to Old Maui How soft the breeze through the island trees Now the ice is far astern Them native maids, them tropical glades Is awaiting our return Even now their big, brown eyes look out Hoping some fine day to see Our baggy sails running 'fore the gales Rolling down to Old Maui Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground Rolling down to Old Maui Rolling down to Old Maui, me boys Rolling down to Old Maui We're homeward bound from the Arctic Ground Rolling down to Old Maui...

This song tears me up for some reason...ive done a bit of farm work, know how hard it can be

I have a bootleg copy of when they were in Port Elgin, Ontario in 1986ish On cassette tape LOL

I would enjoy this more if it wasn't being interrupted by KZbin ads every 20 seconds. It's not fun having to wait through an ad for something useless to improve my non-existent business followed by another ad for a yummy treat for my non-existent pet to get the second half of a two-word punchline.

"Zeroes in the sky" is about WW2 and the kamikaze planes. So much old fear in so few words.

Why is there only a thumbs down and not a thumbs up. This is my favourite version of this song. I love it

The sweetest song, the sweetest sound.. what a balsam for the weary soul in 2024.. Beautiful!

When I play the "Home in Halifax" CD and listen to Stan goof off with his brother and band, it is as if he is still with us.

Well you could see it in his eyes as they strained against the night And the bone-white-knuckled grip upon the road Sixty-five miles into town, and a winter’s thirst to drown A winter still with two months left to go His eyes are too far open, his grin too hard and sore His shoulders too far high to bring relief But the Kopper King is hot, even if the band is not And it sure beats shooting whiskey-jacks and trees Then he laughs and says “It didn’t get me this time, not tonight I wasn’t screaming when I hit the door.” But his hands on the tabletop, will their shaking never stop Those hands sweep the bottles to the floor Now he’s a bear in a blood-red mackinaw with hungry dogs at bay And springtime thunder in his sudden roar With one wrong word he burns, and the table’s overturned When he’s finished there’s a dead man on the floor Well they watched for him in Carmacks, Haines, and Carcross With Teslin blocked there’s nowhere else to go But he hit the four-wheel-drive in Johnson’s Crossing Now he’s thirty-eight miles up the Canol road He’s thirty-eight miles up the Canol road In the Salmon Range at forty-eight below Well it’s God’s own neon green above the mountains here tonight Throwing brittle coloured shadows on the snow It’s four more hours til dawn, and the gas is almost gone And that bitter Yukon wind begins to blow Now you can see it in his eyes as they glitter in the light And the bone-white rime of frost around his brow Too late the dawn has come, that Yukon winter has won And he’s got his cure for cabin fever now Well they watched for him in Carmacks, Haines, and Carcross With Teslin blocked there’s nowhere else to go But they hit the four-wheel-drive in Johnson’s Crossing Found him thirty-eight miles up the Canol road They found him thirty-eight miles up the Canol road In the Salmon Range at forty-eight below They found him thirty-eight miles up the Canol road

Stan ❤❤❤❤❤

pure magic,always will be.

I used to sing this to my niece and nephew when we gathered at my parents for reunions and they would complain about the flies.

I first discovered Archie Fisher from Stan's cover of The Witch of the Westmorland on this album. We are looking forward to seeing Archie again in a couple of weeks at Celtic Colours in Cape Breton

"Jesus, where the hell am I gonna get another $1.59 for a new deck of cards, Kenny?"

Reminds me of fond memories climbing mountains in the West of Ireland

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Maritimer here ❤ no one like or ever will be like Stan

Brilliant ❤

I was speechless and couldnt move for a few minutes after the first time I heard this song.

Heard the album while in college in the 70s - Wasn't available in the US but a guy brought it from British Columbia

Thanks Al Gore Rhythm you tube

I was in a garage band that opened for Mac and Mac in Welland Ontario 1986.

Imagine what Stan could have done if he hadn’t got on that wretched plane. So many songs we never got to hear. Legend.

Listened to this song for the first time in my religion class at school today and fell in love with it.

We used to sing this as a marching song the Canadian Forces many moons ago.

legend.

Always think of this song when I see a "brindle hound" ....

The greatest songwriter this country has ever produced and this country has produced some great ones.

Quite good, but this can't hold a candle to David Coffin's rendition.

B I

This was fucking great!

Absolutely Superb the lyrics a beaut ! only 20 comments

FROM NEWFOUNDLAND WITH LOVE❤❤❤❤