Living out here in Thunder Bay
Well, the Big Smoke is still a couple days away
And that’s only if the weather don’t turn
Where the black clouds roll when the big lake churns
Yeah bless my soul,
How them black clouds roll, when the big lake churns
Well, my daddy moved us here back in ’83
He got a job driving truck out on 17
But he jack-knifed near Sault Ste Marie
And left me to provide for the family…
I got a job loading coal
Out where the black clouds roll and the big lake churns
That Northern wind
Here she comes again
Sometimes I feel like she’s my only friend
On a Northern wind
You can be sure how the black clouds roll
When the big lake churns
Well I met me a gal from Kakabeca Falls
She was on her way to school, down in Montreal
We got married on a Summer’s day
In a pretty little church outside Thunder Bay
Little bands of gold
As the black clouds rolled and the big lake churned
That Northern wind
Here she comes again
Sometimes I feel like she’s my only friend
On a Northern wind,
You can be sure how the black clouds roll
When the big lake churns
Living out here in Thunder Bay
And when the time comes that I pass away
Don’t you bury me in no box in no field
Don’t you dig no hole in the Canadian Shield
Just send my soul
Out where the black clouds when the big lake churns
That Northern wind
Here she comes again
Sometimes I feel like she’s my only friend
On a Northern wind
You can be sure how the black clouds roll
When the big lake churns
Living out here in Thunder Bay
The Big Smoke is still a couple days away
