Acadian Driftwood - Céline Dion, Zachary Richard

The war was over

And the spirit was broken

The hills were smokin'

As the men withdrew

We stood on the cliffs

Oh 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 an enemy

Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham

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

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»

Everlastin' summer

Filled with ill-contempt

This government

Had us walkin' in chains

This isn’t my turn

This isn’t my season

Can’t think of one good reason

To remain oh

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

Sais tu, Acadie j’ai le mal du pays

Ta 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

J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo

J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo

J’arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo