Letra
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The Wild Goose
[Intro]
[Verse]
On Pukaskwa River so early this morning,
While mending my tumpline I hear the geese calling;
Over the brule a long clamoring cry,
Flying formation against the grey sky,
Comes the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And the river is open but the lake s frozen over,
It s time to pack out when so late in October;
Winter s a-coming, the wild geese know,
We ve had a long fall and it s time to go,
With the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And I ve made lots of money, got money to burn,
And when I have spent it I know I ll return;
After the freeze-up, when snow is dry,
For to work in the tall woods - I wish that I,
Were a wild goose, a wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And I ve worked in the bush and spent money in town,
I d like to get married but I can t settle down;
At the last portage, when I ll pack no more,
Let me fly with the wild goose high over North Shore,
With the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
The Wild Goose
[Intro]
[Verse]
On Pukaskwa River so early this morning,
While mending my tumpline I hear the geese calling;
Over the brule a long clamoring cry,
Flying formation against the grey sky,
Comes the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And the river is open but the lake s frozen over,
It s time to pack out when so late in October;
Winter s a-coming, the wild geese know,
We ve had a long fall and it s time to go,
With the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And I ve made lots of money, got money to burn,
And when I have spent it I know I ll return;
After the freeze-up, when snow is dry,
For to work in the tall woods - I wish that I,
Were a wild goose, a wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.
[Verse]
And I ve worked in the bush and spent money in town,
I d like to get married but I can t settle down;
At the last portage, when I ll pack no more,
Let me fly with the wild goose high over North Shore,
With the wild goose, the wild goose,
High over the North Shore, and I m going home.