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Strait of Georgia
Words and music by Peter Brunette

1.
Came from California, started out to roam,
Didn’t want to go to Vietnam.
Stole across the border, looking for a home.
Now I know just who and where I am.
 
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It’s summertime on Vancouver Island—
Ain’t no other place I’d rather be—
Summertime on the Strait of Georgia,
Where the snowcapped mountains meet the sea.
 
2.
First place that I landed was Vancouver town,
Stopped there for a while just to bide my time.
Met a girl I fancied, swore I’d settle down.
Promised her the world if she’d be mine.
 
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3.
Raised up four strong children, working at a trade—
Never dreamed I’d be a carpenter.
My fair lady told me, “We’ve got mouths to feed.
Kids can’t live on poetry and verse.”
 
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4.
Tides kept on a-turning, empires rose and fell.
Now our kids have children of their own.
Crossed over the water, seems to suit us well.
Grandkids come to see our island home.
 
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Vocals: Peter Brunette
Backup vocals: Corwin Fox
Fiddle: Trent Freeman
Guitar, banjo: Corwin Fox

Tags: Peter Brunette, songwriter, singer-songwriter, Strait of Georgia, song, folk song, folk music,Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
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