Oh, the year was 1542
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
Marguerite, her man and her servant, too
They roamed the hills of Newfoundland
The hills of Newfoundland
Oh, all around you Marguerite
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
There are woods to hide and berries to eat
On the hills of Newfoundland, my love
On the hills of Newfoundland
Oh, the serving maid on guard she stood
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
While they made a bed in that lonely wood
On the hills of Newfoundland, my love
On the hills of Newfoundland
Oh, uncle dear, what have I done?
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
I have loved a man and will bear his son
On the hills of Newfoundland, it was
On the hills of Newfoundland
Oh from my sight forever go
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
The world a man no longer know
To the île des Démons you go
To the île des Démons
After eight long months her young man died
Marguerite grew strong
Marguerite grew strong
Then the serving maid and then her child
On the hills of Newfoundland, my love
On the hills of Newfoundland
Oh, alone and lonely lost in prayer
Oh, a year went by
Oh, a year went by
When a fishing party found her there
On the hills of Newfoundland, it was
On the hills of Newfoundland
Oh, uncle dear, you thought I died
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
But with my God and love I did survive
L'île des Démons, mon oncle
L'île des Démons
Oh, her love is gone and her child grows cold
Oh the years go by
Oh the years go by
But Marguerite in France grows old
And she thinks back to the days of love
On the hills of Newfoundland
So come now, love, and take my hand
In the springtime, love
In the springtime, love
And like Marguerite we'll make our stand
And we'll live and love as woman and man
On the hills of Newfoundland