Old Birch CanoeOld Birch Canoe ( Music, Vocals Achim Schmid, Lyrics Clement J Gareau) The black raven screams The steaming river cries with me, so it seems Paddling from the bottom, of an old birch canoe Cargo boat goes by Intent on it's deliveries, I rub my eyes Paddling from the bottom, of an old birch canoe Now and then I curse the day That she decided to run away Now and then I think of the tears Now and then I think of the years The sun goes down The water is cold, my last go around Paddling from the bottom, of an old birch canoe (lead) Now and then I curse the day That she decided to run away Now and then I think of the tears Now and then I think of the years Cargo boat goes by Intent on it's deliveries, I rub my eyes Paddling from the bottom, of an old birch canoe In an old birch canoe In an old birch canoe In an old birch canoe In an old birch canoe é 2010