The uNSeen Collective - Canadian Thanksgiving Lyrics

Way up north where the maple leaves fall
There's a time of year we cherish all
When the harvest is done and the fields turn gold
We gather together, young and old

They say it's like the one down south you see
With the turkey and pie and the cranberries
But it's our own tale, not Plymouth Rock
It's an October day, not a November talk

Oh it's Canadian Thanksgiving, in the autumn air
Not a pilgrim story, but we still say a prayer
For the harvest that fed us, the year that's been
And the folks who sit 'round, through thick and thin

Back in fifteen seventy-eight
Frobisher sailed, and they called it fate
In Newfoundland, where the waves crash high
They gave thanks for safety, under a northern sky

We don't have parades or sales galore
Just a quiet day off, with the ones we adore
Some think it's borrowed, but they don't know
It's as old as the north wind's early blow

Oh it's Canadian Thanksgiving, a simple kind of grace
No pilgrim hats or a Plymouth place
We'll toast the land, and we'll raise a cheer
For the bounty we share, this time of year

The leaves turn red, gold, and brown
We watch the geese fly southbound
It's the harvest end before the snow
Just a time for thanks, as the fires glow

So here's to the gardens and the fields of wheat
To the hands that work, the hearts that beat
We'll take our feast, and we'll make it last
For the season is short, but the memories cast

Oh it's Canadian Thanksgiving, a northern song to sing
With the pumpkins ripe and the bells to ring
We don't need November, we don't need a crowd
Just the autumn's peace, and the hearth so proud