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The Band - Acadian Driftwood

  • Artista: The Band
  • Album: Northern Lights – Southern Cross
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Acadian Driftwood

The war was over
And the spirit was broken
The hills were smokin'
As the men withdrew
We stood on the cliffs,
Oooh, 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 the enemy
Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham.
 
[Chorus]
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
 
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
 
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"
 
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
 
Everlasting summer
Filled with ill contempt
This government
Had us walkin' in chains
This isn't my turn
This ain't my season
Can't think of one good reason
To remain...oooh
 
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
 
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
 
Sais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal du pays
De 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...
 
Grazie!
Postato da FredaFreda Lun, 27/11/2017 - 06:01
Commenti dell’autore:

This song is about the Expulsion of the Acadians,
also known as the Great Upheaval,
the Great Expulsion, the Great Deportation and
Le Grand Dérangement. It was the forced removal by
the British of the Acadian people from the
present day Canadian Maritime provinces of Nova Scotia,
New Brunswick, Prince Edward Island—an area also known as Acadia.
http://thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/the-deportation-of-the-acad...

 

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