Gordon Lightfoot
Crossroads

When first I did appear upon this native soil
All up and down this country at labor I did toil
I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the sun
I rambled through the canyons where the cold rivers run
When first I did come down where the land meets the sea
The people said Who are you and what would your name be
I said I have no home and I am no man's son
'Twas inland I was born and from inland that I come

In the good land I was young and I was strong
No one dared to call me son
Happy just to see my day's work done
See my day's work done

So I swung an axe as a timberjack
And I worked the Quebec mines
And on the golden prairie I rode the big combines
I sailed the maritime waters of many a seaport town
Built the highways and the byways to the western salmon grounds

I've gazed upon the good times I've seen the bad times too
Felt many a cold and bitter wind and many a mornin' dew
I've watched the country growin' like a fair and mighty thing
And on the still of a summer night I've heard the mountains ring

In the good land I was young and I was strong
No one dared to call me son
Happy just to see my day's work done
See my day's work done

But now the seeds are planted and the gates are open wide
The old ways are forgotten there's no place left to hide
And the legacy I'm leavin' you is not very hard to find
You'll see it all around you at this crossroads of time
In the sweet soil it's a-growin' At the crossroads of time


Mirror lyrics:

In the sweet soil it's a-growin' At the crossroads of time
You'll see it all around you at this crossroads of time
And the legacy I'm leavin' you is not very hard to find
The old ways are forgotten there's no place left to hide
But now the seeds are planted and the gates are open wide

See my day's work done
Happy just to see my day's work done
No one dared to call me son
In the good land I was young and I was strong

And on the still of a summer night I've heard the mountains ring
I've watched the country growin' like a fair and mighty thing
Felt many a cold and bitter wind and many a mornin' dew
I've gazed upon the good times I've seen the bad times too

Built the highways and the byways to the western salmon grounds
I sailed the maritime waters of many a seaport town
And on the golden prairie I rode the big combines
And I worked the Quebec mines
So I swung an axe as a timberjack

See my day's work done
Happy just to see my day's work done
No one dared to call me son
In the good land I was young and I was strong

'Twas inland I was born and from inland that I come
I said I have no home and I am no man's son
The people said Who are you and what would your name be
When first I did come down where the land meets the sea
I rambled through the canyons where the cold rivers run
I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the sun
All up and down this country at labor I did toil
When first I did appear upon this native soil


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