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Acoustic mandolin version of 'Voyageur' from a live session at WTIP radio in Grand Marais, MN (
www.wtip.org). Hosted by Carl Solanger, the Swede-Finn gentleman.
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Voyageur, voyageur, won’t you take me away
Since the maple sap started to run I could see you were counting the days
Now you load your canoe, you won’t be back ‘til fall
Will you think of me often, will you come back at all
When you came in October, the river had already started to freeze
Your broad portaging shoulders were gentle, you were kind to my sisters and me
Through the cold nights you hold me, you told me how good things can come in disguise
I believed every word that you said, honesty shone in your eyes
Sometimes you spoke of the city you came from, you said I would see in the spring
Someday when you had enough money you’d take me, to where the cathedral bells ring
As the months passed I watched you grow restless, and it dawned upon me that you might
Someday float away from our little wigwam and leave me by myself in the night
Each day my stomach gets bigger, it is summer in June
I’ll tell him his papa was tall and handsome, I’ll tell him he’s coming soon
Each fall when the geese start to fly overhead, and the nights begin to get long
We’ll wait by the water, and pray that we’ll hear again, the sound of your paddling song
Voyageur, voyageur, won’t you take me away
Since the maple sap started to run I could see you were counting the days
Now you load your canoe, you won’t be back ‘til fall
Will you think of me often, will you come back at all
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