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Can you hear the river flow, can you see the mist rise,
Meet the towering clouds in the big mountain skies?
See the wild roaring waters, turn to still quiet pools,
Holding centuries of cold mountain tears.
Voices have echoed, since time began.
From the call of the raven to the whispers of men;
Songs in the darkness around Tucker Moor fires.
And the scream of the fisherman's reel.
The Castor, the Torrent, the River of Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Genevieve;
May your wild mountain waters flow longer than time,
And your mysteries forever hold me,
And your mysteries forever hold me.
Dew drops, raindrops milked from the sky.
The thunder, the lightning, the zest of July;
Bled, through the goudies, the mosses, and the bogs,
Giving life to the veins of our land.
Quiet, soulful mornings just the sound of the stream.
Threads for the weaving of long winter dreams;
Praise to the forces that brought us those gifts,
Of the rivers where the noble fish go.
The Castor, the Torrent, the River of Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Genevieve;
May your wild mountain waters flow longer than time,
And your mysteries forever hold me,
And your mysteries forever hold me.
Dew drops, raindrops milked from the sky.
The thunder, the lightning, the zest of July;
Bled, through the goudies, the mosses, and the bogs,
Giving life to the veins of our land.
May we always be mindful, may we always show care.
May we ever be thankful for the offerings they bear;
Those gifts, they were passed down from ancestors gone,
And they're borrowed from children to come.
The Castor, the Torrent, the River of Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Genevieve;
May your wild mountain waters flow longer than time,
And your mysteries forever hold me,
And your mysteries forever hold me.
Dew drops, raindrops milked from the sky.
The thunder, the lightning, the zest of July;
Bled, through the goudies, the mosses, and the bogs,
Giving life to the veins of our land.
The Castor, the Torrent, the River of Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Genevieve;
May your wild mountain waters flow longer than time,
And your mysteries forever hold me,
And your mysteries forever hold me.
Dew drops, raindrops milked from the sky.
The thunder, the lightning, the zest of July;
Bled, through the goudies, the mosses, and the bogs,
Giving life to the veins of our land.
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From the Dictionary of Newfoundland English:
Goudie - Open ground covered with Indian Tea Bush (Kalmia glauca)
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Intro: [F] [G] [C]
Can you hear the river flow, can you [G] see the mist rise,
Meet the [F] towering clouds, in the [C] big mountain [G] skies?
See the [C] wild roaring waters turn to [G] still quiet pools,
Holding [F] centuries of [G] cold mountain [C] tears.
Voices have echoed since [G] time began.
From the [F] call of the raven to the [C] whispers of [G] men;
[C] Songs in the darkness around [G] Tucker Moor fires,
And the [F] scream of the [G] fisherman's [C] reel.
The [F] Castor, the Torrent, the River Of [C] Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Gene- [G] vieve;
May your [F] wild mountain waters flow [C] longer than [F] time,
And your [C] mysteries for- [G] ever hold [C] me.
1: Intro: [F] [G] [C]
2: Accordion Solo Verse Chords
And your [C] mysteries, for- [G] ever hold [F] me, [C]
Dew drops, raindrops [G] milked from the sky;
The [F] thunder, the lightning, the [C] zest of [G] July,
[C] Bled, through the ghoudies, the [G] mosses, and the bogs.
Giving [F] life to the [G] veins of our [C] land.
Quiet, soulful mornings just the [G] sound of the Stream.
[F] Threads for the weaving of [C] long winter [G] dreams.
[C] Praise to the forces that [G] brought us those gifts.
Of the [F] rivers where the [G] noble fish [C] go.
The [F] Castor, the Torrent, the River Of [C] Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Gene- [G] vieve;
May your [F] wild mountain waters flow [C] longer than [F] time,
And your [C] mysteries for- [G] ever hold [C] me.
May we always be mindful, may we [G] always show care,
May we [F] ever be thankful for the [C] offerings they [G] bear;
Those [C] gifts, they were passed down from [G] ancestors gone,
And they're [F] borrowed from [G] children to [C] come.
The [F] Castor, the Torrent, the River Of [C] Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Gene- [G] vieve;
May your [F] wild mountain waters flow [C] longer than [F] time,
And your [C] mysteries for- [G] ever hold [C] me.
The [F] Castor, the Torrent, the River Of [C] Ponds,
Main Brook, and St. Gene- [G] vieve;
May your [F] wild mountain waters flow [C] longer than [F] time,
And your [C] mysteries for- [G] ever hold [C] me.
~ Chords contributed by Bob Dumais ~