| The war was over and the spirit was broken The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew We stood on the cliffs and watched the ships Slowly sinking to their rendezvous They signed a treaty and our homes were taken Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn Try to raise a family, end up the enemy Over what went down on the plains of Abraham Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front movin' in What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go Then some returned to the motherland The high command had them cast away And some stayed on to finish what they started They never parted, they're just built that way We had kin livin' south of the border They're a little older and they've been around They wrote in a letter, life is a whole lot better So pull up your stakes, children and come on down Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front movin' in What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone Been out ice fishing, too much repetition Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known Sailed out of the Gulf headin' for Saint Pierre Nothin' to declare, all we had was gone Broke down along the coast but what hurt the most When the people there said, "You better keep movin' on" Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind They call my home the land of snow Canadian cold front movin' in What a way to ride, oh, what a way ... |
