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The Band - Acadian Driftwood Şarkı Sözleri
the war was over and the spirit was broken dm9 ebmaj9 gm7 the hills were smokin´ as the men withdrew f we stood on the cliffs c/g a9 oh, and watched the ships bb gm7 slowly sinking to their rendezvous f c9 they signed a treaty and our homes were taken dm9 ebmaj9 loved ones forsaken gm7 they didn´t give a damn f try´n´ to raise a family c/g a9 end up the enemy bb gm7 over what went down on the plains of abraham (-) f bb acadian driftwood gm7 c7 gypsy tail wind bb/d f/c bb gm7 they call my home the land of snow f bb gm7 c7 canadian cold front movin´ in bb/d f/c what a way to ride bb dm7/a gm7 c7 f 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 a letter life is a whole lot better so pull up your stakes, children and come on down 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 sailing 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" everlasting summer filled with ill-content this government had us walkin´ in chains this isn´t my turf this ain´t my season can´t think of one good reason to remain i´ve worked in the sugar fields up from 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 north i got winter in my blood acadian driftwood gypsy tail wind they call my home the land of snow canadian cold front movin´ in what a way to ride ah, what a way to go f c7sus4 c7 bb/d gm7 sais tu, a-ca-di-e j´ai le mal du pays [you know, acadia, i long for the country (i am homesick)] f c7sus4 c7 bb/d gm7 ta neige, acadie, fait des larmes au soleil [your snow, acadia, makes tears in the sun (or for the sun)] f c7sus4 c7 bb/d gm7 j´arrive acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh [i am arriving acadia (or i am coming acadia)] |
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