Woodsmoke and Oranges

[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

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[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