when the winter rains come pourin' down
on that new home of mine, will you think of me and wonder if i'm fine?
on a journey though the past.
will i still be in your eyes and on your mind.
now i'm going back ro canada
on a journey though the past
and i won't be back till february comes
i will stay with you if you'll stay with me,
said the fiddler to the drum,
and we'll keep good time on a journey though the past.
when the winter rains come pourin'down
on that new home og mine,
will i still be in your eyes and on your mind?
will i still be in your eyes and on your mind?