Oh Parksville Road Lyrics

The bags of my son, are all packed and done

To board the buses and go

As I say my goodbye, I tell him with pride

The beauty of times that I'd known

The line ups and games we played every day

A life of learning and joy

On late Friday nights, with Chayus and life

An evening filled with song

Oh, Parksville Road, how I miss you so

To get what we had is impossible

I can work, I can try, to tell you goodbye

But, your memories will always be mine

Dear Gan Yisroel, now that I'm old

I know that those times were so valuable

This feeling of yearning can only mean

Camp also misses me

Summer's now gone; my son has come home

His spirit alive and strong

It's clear that this gift of learning and joy

In him you've passed along

Oh, Parksville road, how I miss you so

To get what we had is impossible

I can work, I can try, to tell you goodbye

But, your memories will always be mine

Dear Gan Yisroel, now that I'm old

I know that those times were so valuable

This feeling of yearning can only mean

Camp also misses me