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Acadian Driftwood Tab

by The Band


  "Acadian Driftwood" (Robertson)
   From "Northern Lights, Southern Cross" (1976)

   Capo third fret and drop D tuning.

 Intro figure:

    e|------------|------------2-|
    B|------------|------------3-|
    G|-----------0|------------2-|
    D|-----0-0h2--|------------0-|
    A|-0h2--------|-0h2-0------0-|
    E|-0----------|-------b3-0-0-|


                                                 
   The war was over and the spirit was broken
                               
   The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew
                                              
   We stood on the cliffs, Oh, and watched the ships
                                                
   Slowly sinking to their rendezvous
                                                       
   They signed a treaty and our homes were taken
                             
   Loved ones forsaken, they didn't give a damn
                                                
   Tryin' to raise a family, end up the enemy
                                       
   Over what went down on the plains of Abraham

   Chorus:
  
                                  
   Acadian driftwood, gypsy tailwind,
                           
   They call my home, the land of snow
                           
   Canadian cold front, movin' in
                          
   What a way to ride, oh what a way to go


  Then some returned to the motherland
  The high command had them cast away
  And some stayed on to finish what they started
  They never parted They're just built that way
  We had kin livin' south of the border
  They're a little older and they've been around
  They wrote a letter life is a whole lot better
  So pull up your stakes, children and come on down
  
  CHORUS

  Fifteen under zero when the day became a threat
  My clothes were wet and I was drenched to the bone
  Been out ice fishing,mhmm,too much repetition
  Make a man wanna leave the only home he's known
  Sailing out of the gulf headin' for Saint Pierre
  Nothin' to declare; All we had was gone
  Broke down along the coast,oh,But what hurt the most
  When the people there said "You'd better keep movin' on"
 
  CHORUS

  Everlasting summer filled with ill content
  This government had us walkin' in chains
  This isn't my turf,this ain't my season
  Can't think of one good reason to remain
  we worked in the sugar fields up from New Orleans
  It was ever green up until the floods
  You could call it an omen
  Points ya where you're goin'
  Set my compass north
  I got winter in my blood
  
  CHORUS

  Coda,en francais to fade:

                         
   Sais tu, A-ca-di-e   j'ai le mal du pays
                          
   Ta neige, Acadie,    fait des larmes au solei
                                   
   J'arrive Acadie,   teedle um, teedle um, teedle ooh