Acadian Driftwood

The war was over
And the spirit was broken
The hills were smokin'
As the men withdrew
We stood on the cliffs
Oh 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 an enemy
Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham
Acadian driftwood
Gypsy tailwind
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
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 been around
They wrote in a letter
Life is a whole lot better
So pull up your stakes, children
And come on down
Fifty under zero when the day became a threat
My clothes were wet
And I was drenched to the bone
Then out ice fishin', mmm
Too much repetition
Make a man want to leave
The only home he’s known
Sailed out of the Gulf
Headed for St. Pierre
Nothing to declare
All we had was gone
Broke down along the coast oh
What hurt the most
When the people there said
«You better keep movin' on»
Everlastin' summer
Filled with ill-contempt
This government
Had us walkin' in chains
This isn’t my turn
This isn’t my season
Can’t think of one good reason
To remain oh
We worked in the sugar fields
Up from New Orleans
It was ever-green
Up until the flood
You could call it an omen
Point ya where ya goin'
Set my compass North
I got winter in my blood
Sais tu, Acadie j’ai le mal du pays
Ta neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil
J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo