G＃onC ／
E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm／E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm
T he war was over and the spirit was broke n
The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew
W e stood on the cliffs and wat ched the ships
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous
T hey signed a treaty and our home s were taken
Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn
T ry to raise a family, end up the enemy
Over what went down on the plains of Abraham
A cadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my hom e the land of snow
C anadian cold front movin' in
G＃onC GmonB♭ G＃onB♭ E♭onG Fm E♭
What a way t o ride, oh, what a way to go
E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm／E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm
T hen some returned to the motherland
The high command had them cast away
A nd some stayed on to fini sh what they started
They never parted, they're just built that way
W e had kin livin' sout h of the borde r
They're a little older and they've been around
T hey wrote in a letter, life is a whol e lot better
So pull up your stakes, children and come on down
A cadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my hom e the land of snow
C anadian cold front movin' in
G＃onC GmonB♭ G＃onB♭ E♭onG Fm E♭
What a way t o ride, oh, what a way to go
E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm／E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm
Fi fteen under zero when the day becam e a threa t
My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone
B een out ice fishing, too much repetition
Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known
S ailed out of the Gulf headin' for Sa int Pierre
Nothin' to declare, all we had was gone
B roke down along the coast but what hurt the most
When the people there said, 'You better keep movin' on'
A cadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my hom e the land of snow
C anadian cold front movin' in
G＃onC GmonB♭ G＃onB♭ E♭onG Fm E♭
What a way t o ride, oh, what a way to go
E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm／E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm
E verlasting summer filled with ill- content
This government had us walkin' in chains
T his isn't my turf, thi s ain't my season
Can't think of one good reason to remain
W e've worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans
It was ever green up until the floods
Y ou could call it an omen, poin ts you where you're goin'
Set my compass north, I got winter in my blood
A cadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind
They call my hom e the land of snow
C anadian cold front movin' in
G＃onC GmonB♭ G＃onB♭ E♭onG Fm E♭
What a way t o ride, oh, what a way to go
E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm／E♭ E♭sus4onB♭ B♭7／G＃onC Fm
S ais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal du pays
T a neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil
J 'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh
J 'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh
J 'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh
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