Print This Page#00261 Print This Page
Out on the Mira on warm afternoons,
Old men go fishing with black line and spoons;
And if they catch nothing they never complain,
And I wish I was with them again.
As boys in the boats call to girls on the shore,
Teasing the ones that they dearly adore;
And into the evening the courting begins,
And I wish I was with them again.
Can you imagine a piece of the universe,
More fit for princes and kings?
I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge,
And the pleasure it brings.
Out on the Mira on soft summer nights,
Bonfires blaze to the children's delight;
They dance 'round the flames singing songs with their friends,
And I wish I was with them again.
And over the ashes the stories are told,
Of witches and werewolves and Oak Island gold;
Stars on the river-face sparkle and spin,
I wish I was with them again.
Can you imagine a piece of the universe,
More fit for princes and kings?
I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge,
And the pleasure it brings.
Out on the Mira, the people are kind,
They'll treat you to homebrew, and help you unwind;
And if you come broken they'll see that you mend,
I wish I was with them again.
Now I'll conclude with a wish you go well,
Sweet be your dreams, and your happiness swell;
I'll leave you here, for my journey begins,
I'm going to be with them again.
See more songs by Allister MacGillivray.
Note: Cape Breton's Mira River was once an important commercial waterway. As early as the eighteenth century, major shipbuilding, milling and brick-making industries served nearby settlements, including the Fortress of Louisbourg. Today, thousands of cottage owners enjoy a variety of year-round activities on the 30-mile length of river.
