Great Lakes Myth Society - Lake Effect lyrics

Sounds of distant thunder over Indian land Six are sleeping in an old blue van Here is where Paul Bunyan tipped and shattered the scale Moss grows North upon the old milk pail Don't cry in the river It will carry you away Our gifts are the fables of the Lakes Don't mourn it, the moment Here is how your lumber goes from pine to guitar From grove of maples into Midwest bar Just buy a group of loggers several pitchers and wait For all their pulp you'll find no truer page Don't cry in the river It will carry you away Our gifts are the fablеs of the Lakes Don't mourn it, the momеnt Roots of oak, and copper in our blood Born one night before a Huron flood Every tale exactly as it was We were there at the dawn