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CANOE SONG
Take me where the loons are calling Mist in the morning, smell of pine Whiskeyjack wake me up Send me out with a fishing line
Give me a canoe and let me go Up past Waskesui to the Wabinow Give me a canoe and let me go
Take me where the loons are calling Lake like glass and a starlit sky Smell of a small campfire burning Sit and watch the embers die
Give me a canoe and let me go Up past Waskesui to the Wabinow Give me a canoe and let me go Out past Waskesui to the Wabinow
Give me a canoe and let me go
from Wood River ©1992 Word of Mouth Music
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