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January/February 2006 issue |
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Lyrical landscapes (page 4)
Our readers and editors band together to list the most memorable geographic lyrics of the past half century.
To add your own favourite songs to the list, please visit CG Chart Toppers survey.
“Mon pays”
Gilles Vigneault, Mon pays, 1967
Mon pays ce n’est pas un pays, c’est l’hiver /
Mon
jardin ce n’est pas un jardin, c’est la plaine / Mon
chemin ce n’est pas un chemin, c’est la neige /
Mon pays ce n’est pas un pays, c’est l’hiver
“The Blackfly Song”
Wade Hemsworth,
The Songs of Wade Hemsworth, 1957
’Twas blackfly, blackfly, everywhere / A-crawlin’
in your whiskers, a-crawlin’ in your hair /
A-swimmin’ in the soup and a-swimmin’ in the
tea / The devil take the blackfly and let me be
me / And the blackflies, the little blackflies /
Always the blackfly, no matter where you go /
I’ll die with the blackfly a-pickin’ my bones / In
North On-tar-i-o-i-o, in North On-tar-i-o
“Northwest Passage”
Stan Rogers, Northwest Passage, 1981
Ah, for just one time, I would take the Northwest
Passage / To find the hand of Franklin reaching
for the Beaufort Sea / Tracing one warm line
through a land so wide and savage / And make a
Northwest Passage to the sea
“Whistler”
Jim Cuddy, All In Time, 1998
I sat in Devil’s Canyon / and I listened to the
sounds / History is howling in the wind /
Something reached inside of me / and touched
my ancient soul / I felt my old resistance caving in
“One Great City!”
The Weakerthans, Reconstruction Site, 2003
The driver checks the mirror, seven minutes late
/ The crowded riders’ restlessness enunciates that
The Guess Who suck, the Jets were lousy
anyway / The same route every day / And in the
turning lane, someone’s stalled again / He’s
talking to himself, and hears the price of gas
repeat his phrase: “I hate Winnipeg”
“Wood River”
Connie Kaldor, Wood River, 1992
Oh won’t you come with me / Where the Wood
River flows / We’ll watch it meander slowly / As
the sky turns from / Red to dark
“Ragged Ass Road”
Tom Cochrane, Ragged Ass Road, 1995
Movin’ out feel the wind in your hair / Where the sun shines at night, I can take you there / To
the land of the midnight sun / Ragged Ass Road
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