Wayward Daughter

I was born a wayward daughter

Beat my own drum, marched my feet

It could be a lonesome path

But it's the one that suited me

I had words that flowed like water

But no one to say them to

'Til I found that kindred spirit

The best friend I have in you

I can hear your voice

Sailing on the bitter wind

East to West

From Montreal to Edmonton

Sometimes I hum a tune

And I can hear a piece missing

Then I hear my sister singing

Soaring on the bitter wind

I was born a wayward daughter

Friends and lovers on my side

On the surface things were easy

But deep down it wasn't right

My hometown it taught me plenty

A sliver of strong prairie life

But they couldn't feel like you do

The wildfire I hold inside

I can hear your voice

Sailing on the bitter wind

East to West

From Montreal to Edmonton

Sometimes I hum a tune

And I can hear a piece missing

Then I hear my sister singing

Soaring on the bitter wind

Ooooh... Ooooh... Oooh...

And when you moved away we shed some tears

I won't forget that day in a million years

When I watched you drive away in your car

But friendship’s a bond that just can't break

Three years apart and a little heartache

But we're singing... Ooooh...

I can hear your voice

Sailing on the bitter wind

East to West

From Montreal to Edmonton

Sometimes I hum a tune

And I can hear that you're missing

Then I hear you singing

Soaring on the bitter wind

Ooooh... Ooooh... Oooh...

We were born two wayward daughters

Rough and tumble filles du nord

Bound together now and ever

Heart to heart and chord to chord