Russell, the place I call home
Each single grain of sand has moved
From its place since I was here last,
And the wind and sea have left their mark
In the six months that have past.
This remarkable place I call home
Holds wonderful memories for me,
And when I'm far from here
It's where I long to be.
Walking these streets so familiar
Guaranteed a friendly face,
Yes, when I dream of home
Russell is the place.
January 1989
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