Acadian Driftwood
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The war was over
And the spirit was broken
The hills were smokin'
As the men withdrew
We stood on the cliffs,
Oh and watched the ships,
Slowly sinking to their rendezvous
They signed a treaty
And our homes were taken
Loved-ones forsaken,
They didn't give a damn.
Try to raise a family
End up an enemy
Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham.

[Chorus]
Acadian driftwood,
Gypsy tailwind
They call my home,
The land of snow
Canadian cold front,
Movin' in
What a way to ride,
Oh what a way to go

Then some returned,
To the motherland
The high command,
Had them cast away
Some stayed on,
To finish what they started
They never parted,
They're just built that way

We had kin livin',
South of the border
They're a little older,
And they been around
They wrote in a letter
Life is a whole lot better
So pull up your stakes, children,
And come on down

Acadian driftwood,
Gypsy tailwind
They call my home,
The land of snow
Canadian cold front,
Movin' in
What a way to ride,
Oh what a way to go

Fifty under zero when the day became a threat
My clothes were wet
And I was drenched to the bone
Then out ice fishin', mmm,
Too much repetition
Make a man want to leave
The only home he's known

Sailed out of the Gulf,
Headed for St. Pierre
Nothing to declare,
All we had was gone
Broke down along the coast oh
What hurt the most
When the people there said
"You better keep movin' on"

Acadian driftwood,
Gypsy tailwind
They call my home,
The land of snow
Canadian cold front,
Movin' in
What a way to ride,
Oh what a way to go

Everlastin' summer
Filled with ill-contempt
This government
Had us walkin' in chains
This isn't my turn
This isn't my season
Can't think of one good reason
To remain oh

We worked in the sugar fields
Up from New Orleans
It was ever-green
Up until the flood
You could call it an omen
Point ya where ya goin'
Set my compass North
I got winter in my blood

Acadian driftwood,
Gypsy tailwind
They call my home,
The land of snow
Canadian cold front,
Movin' in
What a way to ride,
Oh what a way to go

Sais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal do pays
Ta neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo




J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo

Overall Meaning

The Band's song Acadian Driftwood tells the story of the Acadians, a group of French settlers who were expelled from Nova Scotia by the British in the 18th century. The first verse describes the aftermath of the expulsion, with the once-beautiful hills now "smoking" and the ships that carried the Acadians away slowly sinking into the ocean. The second verse speaks to the injustice of the situation, with the Acadians' homes taken away and families broken apart. The chorus describes the land of snow that the Acadians call home, and the gypsy tailwind that carries them across it.


The third verse tells of some Acadians who returned to their motherland only to be cast away by the high command, while others stayed behind to finish their work. The fourth verse speaks of kin living south of the border, who invite the Acadians to come and join them for a better life. The fifth verse speaks to the harshness of the Canadian climate, with the singer soaked to the bone and feeling like he wants to leave the only home he's ever known. The last verse describes the Acadians working in the sugar fields of New Orleans before heading north to start anew once again. The song ends with a repeated refrain in French, "J'arrive Acadie," meaning "I'm coming, Acadia."


Overall, the song is a poignant and powerful tribute to the struggles faced by the Acadians, who were forced to leave their homes and rebuild their lives in a new land.


Line by Line Meaning

The war was over
The conflict had come to an end


And the spirit was broken
The morale of the people was crushed


The hills were smokin', As the men withdrew
The aftermath of the war resulted in destruction as soldiers retreated


We stood on the cliffs, Oh and watched the ships, Slowly sinking to their rendezvous
Witnessed the ships sinking while standing on the cliffs


They signed a treaty
A peace treaty was signed


And our homes were taken
The people's houses were seized


Loved-ones forsaken, They didn't give a damn
Families were abandoned and mistreated by authorities


Try to raise a family, End up an enemy, Over what went down on the Plains of Abraham.
Families that attempted to settle were treated as traitors due to the previous war


Acadian driftwood, Gypsy tailwind
The wandering lifestyle looking for a new home


They call my home, The land of snow
Canada is referred as the Acadians' new home


Canadian cold front, Movin' in
A wave of winter weather was on the way


What a way to ride, Oh what a way to go
Life had taken an uncertain course


Then some returned, To the motherland
Some people went back to their homeland


The high command, Had them cast away
Refugees were ordered to leave


Some stayed on, To finish what they started
Some Acadians stayed behind to keep fighting for their rights under adverse circumstances


They never parted, They're just built that way
Acadians were known for their resilience and staying power


We had kin livin', South of the border
Acadian relatives lived in the United States


They're a little older, And they been around
The older relatives had seen more of life


They wrote in a letter Life is a whole lot better
The letter reassured those who had left that things were better across the border


So pull up your stakes, children, And come on down
Leaving Canada for the United States was recommended


Fifty under zero when the day became a threat My clothes were wet And I was drenched to the bone
The cold weather was unbearable, and the artist was soaked through


Then out ice fishin', mmm, Too much repetition Make a man want to leave The only home he's known
Fishing under the ice was tedious and suggested finding a new home


Sailed out of the Gulf, Headed for St. Pierre
Leaving the Canadian Gulf and heading towards St. Pierre


Nothing to declare, All we had was gone
Having nothing to declare suggested that the travelers had lost everything


Broke down along the coast oh
The travelers encountered more difficulties


What hurt the most When the people there said "You better keep movin' on"
It was hurtful to be rejected


Everlastin' summer, Filled with ill-contempt
An endless summer of misery


This government, Had us walkin' in chains
The blame was placed on the government that had many conditions to live in the country


This isn't my turn, This isn't my season
Feeling out of place in the country


Can't think of one good reason To remain oh
Unable to come up with a single reason to stay


We worked in the sugar fields Up from New Orleans
Acadians moved to New Orleans and worked in the sugar fields


It was ever-green Up until the flood
Life was picturesque until the flood hit


You could call it an omen Point ya where ya goin'
The flood was a warning of things to come


Set my compass North I got winter in my blood
Preparing for life in Canada with its frigid winters


Sais tu, Acadie j'ai le mal do pays Ta neige, Acadie, fait des larmes au soleil J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo J'arrive Acadie, teedle um, teedle um, teedle oo
French phrases expressing homesickness for Acadia




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ROBBIE ROBERTSON

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