The Far Northland (Region X Song)
It's the far northland that's a'calling me a way
As take I with my packsack to the road.
It's the call on me of the forest to the north,
As step I with the sunlight for my load. Chorus.
Chorus:
By Lake Duncan and Clearwater to the Bearskin I will go.
Where you see the loon and hear his plaintive wail.
If you're thinking in your inner heart there's swagger in my step,
You've never been along the Border Trail
It's the flash of paddle blades a-gleaming in the sun,
Of canoes softly skimming by the shore,
It's the tang of pine and bracken coming on the breeze
That calls me to the waterways once more. Chorus.
Flicker of a Campfire
The flicker of a campfire, the wind in the pine,
The moon in the heavens, the stars that shine,
A place where people gather, make friends of all kinds,
A place where all our troubles are always left behind.
So, give me the light of a campfire, warm and bright,
And give me some friends to sing with, I'll be here all night.
Love is for those that find it, I found mine right here,
Just you and me and the campfire, and the songs we love to hear.
Da dum ....
