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Like a jack tree hangin’ on
In a Group of Seven painting
I may look like I’m fading
But my roots are holding strong
Georgian Bay, Georgian Bay
I can see it all by starlight
‘til they disappear by daylight
Into the eastern sun
In the haze of the summer
The road hisses back from the heat
More miles behind me
But you ain’t seen the last of me

Crashin’ through the waves
As the current runs against us
You know I can’t get near us
Or the way we used to be
Georgian Bay, Georgian Bay
Let the wind push me back to you
May the sun always shine on you
Until your day is done
In the haze of another dream
A dream that’s all but died
I’m sorry I didn’t hear you
On all those nights
That you cried

In the haze of the summer
The road hisses back from the heat
More miles behind me
But you ain’t seen the last of me
Georgian Bay, Georgian Bay
Let the wind push me back to you
May the sun always shine on you
Until your day is done
Georgian Bay, Georgian Bay
I can see it all by starlight
‘til they disappear by daylight
Into the eastern sun

Written by Rob Bennett © 2004 Burning Canoe Music/SOCAN/ASCAP

Rob Bennett: Vocal and guitar
Tom Gillon: Guitar and vocal
Jeff Monette: Bass
Kevin Smith: Drums

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