Acadian Driftwood

The war was over and the spirit was broken <br>The hills were smokin` as the men withhdrew <br>We stood on the cliffs<br>Oh, and watched the ships<br>Slowly sinking to their rendezvous<br>They signed a treaty and our homes were taken<br>Loved ones forsaken<br>They didn`t give a damn<br>Try`n` to raise a family<br>End up the enemy<br>Over what went down on the plains of Abraham<br><br>Acadian driftwood<br>Gypsy tail wind<br>They call my home the land of snow<br>Canadian cold front movin` in<br>What a way to ride<br>Oh, what a way to go<br><br><br><br>Then some returned to the motherland<br>The high command had them cast away<br>And some stayed on to finish what they started<br>They never parted<br>They`re just built that way<br>We had kin livin` south of the border<br>They`re a little older and they`ve been around<br>They wrote a letter life is a whole lot better<br>So pull up your stakes, children and come on down<br><br>Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat<br>My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone<br>Been out ice fishing, too much repetition<br>Make a man wanna leave the only home he`s known<br>Sailing out of the gulf headin` for Saint Pierre<br>Nothin` to declare<br>All we had was gone<br>Broke down along the coast<br>But what hurt the most<br>When the people there said<br>"You better keep movin` on"<br><br>Everlasting summer filled with ill-content<br>This government had us walkin` in chains<br>This isn`t my turf<br>This ain`t my season<br>Can`t think of one good reason to remain<br>I`ve worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans<br>It was ever green up until the floods<br>You could call it an omen<br>Points ya where you`re goin`<br>Set my compass north<br>I got winter in my blood<br><br>Acadian driftwood<br>Gypsy tail wind<br>They call my home the land of snow<br>Canadian cold front movin` in<br>What a way to ride<br>Ah, what a way to go<br><br>Sais tu, A-ca-di-e j`ai le mal du pays<br>[You know, Acadia, I long for the country (I am homesick)]<br>Ta neige, Acadie,fait des larmes au soleil<br>[Your snow, Acadia, makes tears in the sun (or for the sun)]<br>J`arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh<br>[I am arriving Acadia (or I am coming Acadia)]