Wish I was back in Gaspésie
High up on Jacques-Cartier Mountain where the caribou run free
I could see the big peaks rising as we drove along the road
We were feeling so alive then, and we sang a travelling ode
I'm going back
To Gaspésie
Do you remember that summer
When we were so carefree
Can you hear the roaring river
Do you see the shimmering lake
When we stood atop Mont Albert
The world was ours to take
In Gaspésie
It makes me laugh, just thinking of it
We stopped to rest so many times, as we climbed the chic-choc summits
While the waterfalls came tumblin' down, our spirits rose up high
To the final summer of our youths, we sounded our goodbyes
I'm going back
To Gaspésie
Do you remember that summer
When we were so carefree
Can you hear the roaring river
Do you see the shimmering lake
When we stood atop Mont Albert
The world was ours to take
In Gaspésie
The hours were endless, or so they seemed
And I often get to wondering if those days were all a dream
For the winds of life kept sweeping, as the rivers always run
Four corners separate us now, the changes always come
I'm going back
To Gaspésie
Do you remember that summer
When we were so carefree
Can you hear the roaring river
Do you see the shimmering lake
When we stood atop Mont Albert
The world was ours to take
In Gaspésie