paroles de chanson Don't Drive Through - Live at the Carleton - David Myles

Every now and then
I run into a friend
That tells me that their travelling cross the country end to end
They tell me 'bout their plans
And where their going to
When I ask about New Brunswick
They say
"We're driving through"
And I say driving through
You can't drive right through
Oh the woods may be thick
And the highway may be new
But that don't mean that you should drive right through

Oh you gotta take a break
You gotta make some stops
You can't come this far without seeing the Hopewell Rocks
Take my word
It'll be worth your time
That walk along the fundy shore will blow your mind
And I bet you now
We'll both see the day
You'll call me up
And I'll here you say
"Drive (drive) (drive) right through
Drive right through
Oh I went to see those rocks like you told me to
And I'm so glad that I didn't drive right through
Oh I went to see those rocks like you told me to

And I'm so glad that I didn't drive right through"

And to think my friend
That we've just begun
Those Hopewell Rocks are great
But there's more to be done
There's the North Shore, Caraquet, and Tracadie
Bathurst, Bouctouche, and the Miramachi
There's Fredericton, Hartland, Edmundston, Moncton, Quispamsis
I hope you're taking notes
I hope you're making a list
Saint-Léonard, Saint-Quentin
St. Andrews and Saint John
If you drive right through you'll be doing it all wrong
Drive right through
Drive right through
Oh you heard about New Brunswick
But I bet you never knew
All the things that you miss
If you drive right through
Drive right through
Drive right through
Oh you heard about New Brunswick
But I bet you never knew
All the things that you miss
If you drive right through
You'll be missin' lots
Don't drive right through
Oh you'll be missin' lots
Don't drive right through
Oh you'll be missin' lots
Don't drive right through
Oh you'll be missin' lots
Don't drive right through