LAND OF THE LUPIN

The road before me leads to a place

Where there are people that I love

They’ll be surprised when they see my face

It’s all one blessing from above

I took my journey far from her side

To make my living and to roam

But I found feelings I could not hide

I love my old New Brunswick home

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

We all went fishing back in the spring

We picked some fiddle heads and then

We had great meal fit for a king

I’m glad my brother is my friend

We’ll get some lobsters down by the bay

And have a party at the shore

With lots of music someone will play

We’ll sing and dance and then we’ll sing some more

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

I love her beaches and bright, clean water

The icy winters in the snow

I’ll give my Mother the gift I brought her

And see the warmest smile I know

I love her forests and I love her woodlands

I love the colors in the fall

I’ll see my father and shake his strong hand

I love my family one and all

(Land of the lupin where the field meets the sea

Pretty as a picture or a poem

Her rolling valleys, her mountains green

I love my old New Brunswick home)

© 1994 Dale Petley (Petitcodiac)