Algonquin Black Water

Started going in his, younger years,
always wished it would be his life
Memories back to when,
he was a child, sleeping under, star filled skies

Early rise meets the, morning sky,
sure makes a big man feel alive, across the water of Laviè,
The solitude, pristine, see a tear in his eyes
Algonquin black water still pines for you

His later years, take a bitter toll
Pays the price, longs each night
To get back to his sacred place
Made the last trip, tears turn to ice
Algonquin black water, still pines for you

Going now, forty years, last portage come and gone,
black water is flowing through his veins,
but Swanny's memories of this place will live on and on

Algonquin's black water, still pines for the you



Credits
Writer(s): Stacy Doherty
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