| Beluga Tears Go down the St. Lawrence River Go down in early morning. When the cold winds make you shiver And the fog leaves without warning You’ll hear the sailors telling stories About the white Beluga Whales And how they call them sea canaries And how the singing fills their sails. Up and down the St. Lawrence River In the warm and shallow waters When the cold winds make you shiver One of Mother Nature’s daughters Is swimming with her babies It’s a very peaceful sight But in the shadows of the factories Pollution’s at it’s height. CHORUS: And I wonder Mother Beluga How can people be so blind I saw the hurt in your eyes Yes you’ve been happy in these waters for fifteen hundred years But now you cry Beluga tears. What a place to raise a baby In the warm and dirty river Where growing up’s a maybe And the chance is getting slimmer ‘cause meanwhile tonnes of poison Are put there everyday And the ones that make decisions Just look the other way. So clean up the St. Lawrence River Stop putting in the poisons Clean water – let’s deliver Clean water, that’s our mission And then the signs that say ‘No Swimming’ We’ll burn them all someday And everybody’s children Will have another place to play. CHORUS |
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