Paddle Power

Take my keg and my egg you'll soon know why
Hear the honking up in the sky
It's the great big V wild geese are pointing me
To paddle power
Paddling guitars are 6 foot two
Canadian-made blades chromium blue
Canoeing stories to be told about music and gold
They're paddling stories

Play your paddles and spin them back
And flash them with silver
Come follow the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing ya dip dip and swing

All started when the gander carried me
Through the crazy year of 63
We ate atomic snow from mushrooms down below
Like cotton candy
No one heard the blasts in North Ontario
Only heard WLS in Chicago
It was 50,000 watts a lot of electric shocks
For my mutating mind

We paddled and we played acoustically
Jack and Jill and me Davie
Ringo was just the rattle made by my paddle
On the canoe's gunwale
Purists complained the group changed its sound
Then paddle power was so profound
We sent distortion through the air even lit up our hair
Used darned electric guitars

We played our paddles and spin them back
Flash them with silver
And we followed the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing ya dip dip and swing

Paddle power fans loved the way I dressed
Moss-colored kilt birch bark vest
I always came ashore to the roar of fan approval
It was Paddle Mania
Paddled faster they wanted more
Then no one heard us in the rapids roar
Bush concerts had to end our lives to defend
So we sent videos in

Then the lyrics didn't matter beat became the thing
Went to rap and that gangster thing
What it all about sure wasn't twist and shout
It went from rapids to falls
Mother Goose she stopped laying golden eggs
Jack staked his claim and I drank the kegs
Jill let her music slip we let others sail the ship
We sang our swan song

Played our paddles and spin em back
We flashed them with silver
We Followed the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing ya dip dip and swing

When I turned 50 I followed the V
I headed north to the bush country
And at its roads end I found a friend
My old Canoe
With keg and egg I traveled far
To where the rainbow meets the northern star
Beneath northern lights and moon I wrote this tune
This paddling song

Now this reeling rocking trolling thing
It's the canoeist anthem every spring
And new compositions abound with a natural sound
And that Ringo rattle
Next time you hear the honking up in the sky
Follow the leader I'll tell you why
They lay us golden eggs we attach them to our kegs
And we make paddle power

Played our paddles we spin em back
We flashed them with silver
We followed the wild goose flight
Dip dip and swing ya dip dip and swing
Dip dip and swing