Quebec Song

 By: Paul Grady

VERSE 1
Through a red door on the corner
Into the restaurant on a map
We raised our glasses to the farmers
As late into the night we sat

REFRAIN 1
A man on stilts, a clown, a juggler
A summer night in Old Quebec
We watched a while then closed the shutters
Then on fields of green we slept

VERSE 2
A poster on the wall of those Cezanne pears
By the suitcase we had packed
On a simple wooden chair
A cotton dress, a worn straw hat

REFRAIN 2
Silent soldiers turned to bronze
In the name of liberty
Shoulders we were carried on
Banishing all tyranny

VERSE 3
In the morning after Mass
A chugging old blue ferry boat
Water churning up behind us
Cymbals splash in quarter notes

REFRAIN 3
Adieu, adieu nouvelles amities
Fare thee well our new found friends
A toutes ces chansons inachevées
All the songs that never end