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Our Gloucester, she exists in our hearts

Its tales of woe's and seas of gallantry

We could be far away, but of our souls

Our Island we call home will never part

Its heritage more precious than diamonds or gold

The schooners, and draggers and ships at sail

Ten-Pound Island and the mysteries it holds

Our golden sands, changing with the storm tossed gale

Imprints of life erased by each mornings tide

Seagulls with their young gathering to feast

Gloucester made famous by fishermen of the sea

By others who fought for the rights of people like you or me

Our Gloucester of today and its many challenges present

That will be reached by Heritages pride and commitment

Our Gloucester is now to be molded into time

By the symbol of our Fishermen of the sea

It makes us proud of our heritage that on the new quarter

Is the Captain at the wheel and the Leader of Gloucester's Fleet