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he Last We WageTogether on the eve of the new yearIn 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 back before the first light We must run La Chasse Gallerie Make a deal with the devil He'll give us what we need On a flying canoe we ride To the réveillon or die And then the devil appeared and the rules he made quite clear Touch not a cross or swear in the Lord's name Or your soul is lost Be back before the first 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 erased of all our fear, LOOK OUT! For the church ahead Turn away or we'll be dead Not far from the réveillon 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 cheers 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 it a cross but not a Shard touched one of us Our souls are not yet lost 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 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 to attempt La Chasse Gallerie |