作词 : Robertson
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.
 Try to raise a family
 End up an 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
 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 been around
 They wrote in a letter 
 Life is a whole lot better
 So pull up your stakes, children,
 And come on down
 
 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
 
 Fifty under zero when the day became a threat
 My clothes were wet 
 And I was drenched to the bone
 Then out ice fishin', mmm, 
 Too much repetition
 Make a man want to leave
 The only home he's known
 
 Sailed out of the Gulf,
 Headed for St. Pierre
 Nothing to declare,
 All we had was gone
 Broke down along the coast oh
 What hurt the most
 When the people there said
 "You better keep movin' on"
 
 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
 
 Everlastin' summer
 Filled with ill-contempt
 This government
 Had us walkin' in chains
 This isn't my turn
 This isn't my season
 Can't think of one good reason
 To remain oh 
 
 We worked in the sugar fields
 Up from New Orleans
 It was ever-green
 Up until the flood
 You could call it an omen
 Point ya where ya goin'
 Set my compass North
 I got winter in my blood 
 
 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
 
 Sais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal do pays
 Ta neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil
 J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
 J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
 J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
 J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
 J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo