Gully Lake Moan

From Cobequid Mountains, turn a head East
Nova Scotian was a man, who lived like a beast
Further now, past the Earltown
You ever caught a glimpse, you'd keep your head down

Call to war cast off, was a jump of the train
Willard, to some Kitchener... some say wasn't sane
Gully Lake Hermit, sixty years dirty face
This whole world is one contrary place

In the woods he's belong
Them hard winters got long
Ever find that stove, you listen to his song

Gully Lake Moan

Out his window, moss grow on the wood
Sign your name, can't mean nothin' good
Eels on the ceiling, moose meat draped over
Never asked for nothin', pushed deep past the clover

Somethin' to be said for man of his own
Don't need to understand, just leave it alone
Richer inside than maybe you and I
Just live how ya live and die how ya die

In the woods he'd belong
Them hard winters got long
Ever find that stove, you listen to his song

Gully Lake Moan
Gully Lake Hermit
Is Gone
Them hard winters got long
Gully Lake Moan come strong