LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeAcadian Driftwood
The war was over and the spirit was broken,The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew.We stood on the cliffsOh, and watched the shipsSlowly sinking to their rendezvous.They signed a treaty and our homes were taken,Loved ones forsakenThey didn't give a damn.Try'n' to raise a family,End up the enemyOver 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 rideOh, what a way to go.Sailing out of the gulf headin' for Saint Pierre,Nothin' to declareAll we had was gone.Broke down along the coast,But what hurt the mostWhen the people there said"You better move on".I've worked in the fields down in New Orleans.It was ever green up until the floods.You could call it an omen,Points ya where you're goin'.Set my compass northI got winter in my bloodJ'arrive, Acadie.J'ai le mal du pays.
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