INTRO: C F Dm C (2x)

The war was over and the spirit was broken
The hills were smoking 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
Tried to raise a family, you 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, moving in, oh
What a [C/G]way to ride, oh, what a way to go

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 living south of the border
They’re a little older and they’ve been around
They wrote a letter, “Life here is a whole lot better,
So pull up stakes children, come on down.”

CHORUS:
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind
They call my home, the land of snow
Canadian cold front, moving in, oh
What a [C/G]way to ride, oh, what a way to go

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, heading for Saint Pierre
Nothing to declare, all we had was gone
Broke down along the coast, oh, but what hurt the most
When the people there said, “You’d better keep moving on.”

Everlasting summer filled with ill content
This government had us walking in chains
This isn’t my turf, this ain’t my season
Can’t think of one good reason to remain

Worked in the sugar fields, up from New Orleans
It was ever green up until the floods
You could call it an omen, points you where you’re going
Set my compass north, I got winter in my blood

CHORUS:
Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind
They call my home, the land of snow
Canadian cold front, moving in, oh
What a [C/G]way to ride, oh, what a way to go

OUTRO: (## French ##)
Sais tu, Acadia j’ai le mal du paye
Ta neige, Acadia, fait des larmes au solei
Sais tu, Acadia j’ai le mal du paye
Ta neige, Acadia, fait des larmes au solei