Let's take another stab at a remake
of the old folk song AURA LEE.
Imagine it as an uptempo bluegrass number,
with a tempo of 90 beats per minute.
With this second revision of the lyrics,
it should now be usable as a new Canadian folk song.
Beaubassin was an Acadian community
on the Isthmus of Chignecto,
in present-day Nova Scotia.
BEAUBASSIN
Hear the
distant whistle blow, See the morning dew
Though my
home is far away, here I am with you.
Gannets
linger near the shore, will they fly away?
Here we are
at Beaubassin, shall we greet the day?
When my
heart is sad and blue, burdened and distressed
Then I hear
your loving words, and I am at rest
Speak
again, speak, my love, as in olden days
Cheer my fainting,
weary soul, fill my lips with praise.
Hear the
distant whistle blow, See the sun go down
We are still
at Beaubassin, sleepy little town
Day is
done, day is done, supper time is through
Though my
home is far away, I am here with you.
words by Gary Hicks
to the tune “Aura Lee” by George
Poulton (nineteenth century)
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