The Last We Wage

Together on the eve of the new year

In a logging camp in gatineau

Far away from the ones we love

In the desolation and the snow

Drunk baptiste says he has a plan

A plan to travel across this land

We'll be with our family tonight and be back before first light

We must run la chasse galerie

Make a deal with the devil

He'll give us what we need

On a flying canoe we ride

To the revellion or die

And then the devil appeared and the rules he made quite clear

Touch not a cross or swear on the lord's name

Or your soul is lost

Be back before the light as well

If not it's straight to hell

We put our fears aside

To the rules we will abide

Let's ride tonight across the sky

Our souls are on the line

To be with our families tonight

The skies are so clear

So much we're eased of all our fear, look out!

For the church ahead

Turn away or we'll be dead

Not far to the revellion

So long since i've been home

Not long 'till the journey's done

And the party has just begun

Let's ride tonight! Across the sky

Our souls are on the line

To be with our families tonight

We'll meet the devil and play his game

The wage is worth what we will gain

The drink ever did flow

And the dancing never slowed

Alive and we're all here

So raise your glass and give a cheer

The devil's eyes are watching us

Now our time is almost up

And as the clock struck five we had to leave or die

We said tearful goodbyes

But now we must take to the skies

Onward we went on through the fog

Our boat did hit a cross but not a

Shard touched one of us

Our souls are not yet lost

Let's ride tonight across the skies

Our souls are on the line

To be with our families tonight

We'll meet the devil and play his game

The wage is worth what we will gain

The drunk baptiste nearly said the words that'd damn us all to hell

With a swift hit he met my fist and overboard he fell

The rest of us who made it back

We all did agree

Never attempt la chasse gallerie