Canadian Boating Song Songtext
von Sandtimer

Faintly as tolls the evening chime,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time,
Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time.
Soon as the woods on shore look dim
We′ll sing at St. Ann's our parting hymn.

Row, brothers, row, the stream runs fast
The rapids are near and the daylight′s past
The rapids are near and the daylight's past.


Why should we yet our sail unfurl?
There's not a breath the blue wave to curl
There′s not a breath the blue wave to curl.
But when the wind blows off the shore
Oh, sweetly we′ll rest our weary oar

Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast
The rapids are near and the daylight's past
The rapids are near and the daylight′s past.

Ottawa tide- this trembling moon
Shall see us float over thy surges soon
Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Saint of this green isle hear our prayer,
Grant us cool heavens and favouring air.

Row brothers, row, the stream runs fast,
The rapids are near and the daylight's past.
The rapids are near and the daylight′s past.
The rapids are near and the daylight's past.