more songs of home

[maribou]

Something about songs about Prince Edward Island always gets to me ... they're so specific to what I remember. It's like reading books about Montreal.

Walking amongst those graves, I stumbled upon yours
Your brother being laid to rest just next door
All those family names and all those people who
I bear resemblance to

At the edge of that field, there's a break in the trees
You can hop on to the train tracks, follow them where they lead
All along the coast and out of Black Cape
You can go a long way

The land will call us home, let's gather round
Let's tell the stories that remind us of where we're all from
Let's sing the songs that our parents sang
Bring us all together
With those family names

Harry said he didn't know this place any more
Changed the lay of the land, they cut into the shore
The water's not even fit for swimmin' these days
And that paper mill on the bay

There's a sold sign in the yard of Aunt Doris's house
I guess at her age, it's too much by herself
Still the rhubarb grows behind the garage
And she's busy cookin' for us all

The land will call us home, let's gather round
Let's tell the stories that remind us of where we're all from
Let's sing the songs that our parents sang
Bring us all together
With those family names

As of old, every new generation has to leave this place
Head out into the world to find work at fair pay
We're all drawn back here never to leave
By the land and the sea

The land will call us home, let's gather round
Let's tell the stories that remind us of where we're all from
Let's sing the songs that our parents sang
Bring us all together
With those family names