Have you felt the Maritimer's heartache
Like a buoy floating lonely in the sea
For I know that there's an empty chair
And a steaming pot of tea
Waiting in the Maritimes for me
I am lonely for the crashing of the combers
There is nowhere else a man can feel so free
And we'll lose concerns, when the bonfire burns
It's the place I yearn to be
And it's back home to the Maritimes for me
It's all these things I've come to miss
A rolling wave, a girl to kiss
I have come so far to find
That I'm longing for the home I left behind
I am lonely for my sweetheart on the Island
For I know that she is waiting earnestly
Now it's been a while, still I miss her smile
And our spot down by the sea
So it's back home to the Maritimes for me
It's all these things I've come to miss
A rolling wave, a girl to kiss
I have come so far to find
That I'm longing for the home I left behind
Have you felt the Maritimer's heartache
Like a buoy floating lonely in the sea
For I know that there's an empty chair
And a steaming pot of tea
Waiting in the Maritimes for me
Waiting in the Maritimes for me