Lyrics Shawn Colvin

Shawn Colvin

Acadian Driftwood

The war was over and the spirit was broken

The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew

And we stood on the cliffs 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

You try to raise a family end up the enemy

Over what went down on the plains of Abraham

Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind

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

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

Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind

They call my home the land of snow

Canadian cold front movin' in

What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go

Fifteen under zero and the day became a threat

My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone

I've been out ice fishing, too much repetition

Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known

Sailed 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

Cause when the people there said "You better keep movin' on"

Acadian driftwood, gypsy tail wind

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-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

Anв цe 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'

But I 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

What a way to ride, oh, what a way to go