"Northern Sky" All this talk of heading down South Leaving behind the months you can do without We'll go outside where the kids all are Get out the shovels and dig out the cars It's kilometers, it's not miles And I want to drive under my Northern sky And don't you worry about the shorter days Go in the basement and get out the skates And we'll meet at the rink where our friends all are On our way home we'll stop at the bar Because it's not champagne, it's sparkling wine And I want to drink under my Northern sky And the spring won't come And the spring won't come And put your long johns on And get used to it Put on your mittens and bundle up tight Beause we're gonna find a bumper to shine tonight And don't you worry about the Southern winds They'll be here before you know it [There's this story that we used to read in public school, called The Cremation of Sam McGee, did you guys read that here? Well, Sam McGee was always cold, I guess he was maybe American, and he travelled up North and he was so bloody cold all the time, he told his friend 'When I die, I want you to burn me'. And I love that analogy, because it's such a Canadian thing, and that's exactly how i'd like to be at the end of my life. So this is who Sam McGee is.] Because you're gonna find a bumper to shine tonight And I want to be Sam McGee when I die And burn my body under my Northern sky My Northern sky Northern sky Northern sky Lyrics are from the 2009-07-25 performance Lyrics may not be accurate				Written by Kathleen Edwards BMI NR - Availability -