Recorded by: Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers
Written by: Wayne Chaulk
Lyrics
He was rocked in a cradle in a two storey house
On the rocks down in Bonavist’ Bay
He can still hear the stories his Grandfather told
At the end of those hard workin’ days
See the light on the ceiling from the kerosene lamp
Coals through the drafter of the stove
He remembers those days with those plain simple ways
‘Cause they’re branded so deep in his soul
He can still hear the squeaking of Nan’s rocking chair
and the clock ticking quietly on the mantel
stockings hung on the clothes pole up over the stove
and the split box piled high with dry shavings
and the picture by the window of the soldiers farewell
another of the soldiers return
Ah they won’t go away ’cause he sees them each day
As he yearns for a life that is simple
(CHORUS)
But he can never go back ’cause he’s hauled up the tracks
He’s a drifter and a rolling stone
But he always remembers the comforts and the pleasures of home
And the sights though the window in the cove in the spring
Gave memories that will always be with you
Straight down the old foot path through the garden to the wharf
As the ice pans drift out through the channel
Smell the oakum hear the laughter as the men work away
To the rising and the falling of the tides
Like the waves on the beach he can now only reach
For those days that are long gone behind him
He walked out in the springtime pushed by a dream
Though his footprints were all headed homeward
Green grass has grew browner, fat chances grew slim
Tough choices, rough dealings, hard bargains
And the years brought him closer to the place left behind
To the peace and the quiet rarely found
Now he’d trade it away for a day by the bay
With the sights and the sounds and the rhythms
(CHORUS)
But he can never go back ’cause he’s hauled up the tracks
He’s a drifter and a rolling stone
But he always remembers the comforts and the pleasures of home
He can never go back ’cause he’s hauled up the tracks
He’s a drifter and a rolling stone
But he always remembers the comforts and the pleasures of home
