Woodsmoke and Oranges
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[Verse 1] By woodsmoke and oranges, path of old canoe I would course the inland ocean to get back to you No matter where I go to, it's always home again To the rugged northern shore and the days of sun and wind In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon There's something 'bout this country that's a part of me and you [Verse 2] We nosed her in by Pukaskwa, out for fifteen days To set paddle and the spirit at the mercy of the waves The wanigans were loaded down and a gift left on the shore It's best if wе surrender to the ruggеd northern shore In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon There's something 'bout this country that's a part of me and you [Verse 3] The waves smashed the smoky cliffs of Old Woman Bay Where we fought against the backswell and then were on our way I would talk to you of spirits, by the vision pits we saw them Walk the agate beaches of the mighty Gargantua In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon There's something 'bout this country that's a part of me and you [Instrumental] [Verse 4] I have turned my back upon these things, tried to deny The coastline of my dreams, but it haunts me by and by It tossed the mighty ship around, broke the lighthouse door Sent shivers up my spine, oh the rugged northern shore In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon There's something 'bout this country that's a part of me and you In the land of the silver birch, cry of the loon There's something 'bout this country that's a part of me and you
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