Un, Deux, Trois... Four
The Wakami Wailers, 2018
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Come all ye lads who yearn to go on the Great Lakes for to sail…
It must be winter… White expanse reaching for the distance…
This is my country I know it well; Cape Breton Island where I do dwell…
My father settled in Quebec, from Ireland he had come…
As I walk amongst the ruins of this old town beneath the moon…
This is a land of glaciers, snow and ice on rock…
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