We live in fear of no one to love us Of feeling like an empty hole With no kind heart or strengthening hand To light the dark and secret soul. Behind the walls of lonely protection Afraid to give for what we may lose, A.. Read »

Uncle Emile, he's gone now nearly ten days He tole his wife's he's gone for the fishing But in the waters off St. Pierre and Miquelon Isles The fish come in bottles of gold If the Anne-Marie floats and the Mounties stay b.. Read »

Last Boxing Day the wife went out the "White Sales" for to see, In trunk-load lots bought half-price paper and tinsel for the tree. I packed it up for use this year in a box I marked so plain. That stuff would sure be hand.. Read »

Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW! A letter of marque come from the king, To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen, CHORUS: God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We.. Read »

Attend you all good countrymen, my name is Billy Green, And I will tell of things I did when I was just nineteen. I helped defeat the Yank invader, there can be no doubt, Yet lately men forget the name of Billy Green, the .. Read »

Once again with the tide she slips her lines Turns her head and comes awake Where she lay so still there at Privateer's Wharf Now she quickly gathers way She will range far south from the harbour mouth And rejoice with e.. Read »

Take me back to my western boat Let me fish off Cape St. Mary's Where the hog-down sail And the Fog horns wail With my friends the Browns and the Clearys Let me fish off Cape St. Mary's Let me feel my dory lift To th.. Read »

How early is "Beginning"? From when is there a soul? Do we discover living, or, somehow, are we told? In sudden pain, in empty cold, in blinding light of day We're given breath, and it takes our breath away. How cruel t.. Read »

If you're down and out and you feel real hurt Come on over to the place where I live And all your loneliness I'll try to soothe I'll play the blues for you Don't be afraid come on in You might run across some of you.. Read »

It's feeling like a wasted night, The piano's dead, the drummer's tight The song's gone cold but no-one seems to mind, Evangeline I'll try again some time. I've heard it from a friend or two, They say they like the thi.. Read »