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Miramichi Memories

Where have all my old friends gone,
who sailed with me before?
You heard a call, every one,
and stepped onto the shore.

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The Corbett boys on the Miramichi

No more to go a-wandering
along sun-dappled stream,
you chose to go a-yondering
and chase a different dream.

I'm the one you left behind,
to ply the ancient ways,
where waters by green mountains wind
until the end of days.

I see your faces in the fire
as evening shadows fall.
When raptor broods on spruce's spire
I hear your voices call.

The times we spent together
I will always cherish.
I know there's no forever.
Only now is precious.

The moon shines on our campsite
where Clearwater meets Miramichi.
We'll sit and talk long into night,
if only in my memory.

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 Reach out and touch a rock

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Burnt Hill

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