In the Springtime of 1963
The sparks ignite we watched it on TV
The Anglophones discussed it over tea
The French miners cried civil liberty
I pinned a baseball card to the spokes of my teens
While white mailboxes blew to smitherines
And the rain falls down in the spring time to wash away the cold
In the summer of 1965
We pitched a tent and sleep out for the first time
The stock exchange exploded in the night
With claims to infiltrate every walk of life
The leaves fall down in the autumn
A bed for the snow
In October of 1970
We watched the news to hear Pierre Trudeau
500 hundred men were taken to the hold
I walked you home as it started to get cold
The snow falls down in the new year
a country growing up
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