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  The Bullrush Curtain The western part of Prince Edward Island, or "up West" as we say, is an exotic and wondrous land. It's like a foreign country to the rest of the province, especially to sophisticated Charlottetown. My wife's brother Peter Handrahan, himself a 'western bear', claims that a border exists at Portage which separates West Prince from the rest of the Island. He calls it the Bullrush Curtain. Lyrics I ran into a western bear With peosh tux and bushy hair I talked to him as he waited for His order of peas and gravy He said I'm second man on the Donna Marie And a fishing life is good enough for me I've got big stamps and a four wheel drive With chrome going every which way And when the wintertime comes And it's too cold to fish I pick up the world on my satelite dish And never think twice about what I miss In the land of the Bullrush Curtain Chorus: God bless the people up west How in the world do they stand the test Where you work if you can and hope for the best In the land of the Bullrush Curtain It's Saturday night in the Co-Op square The Bags and the Cats and the Dicks are there Making donuts and drinking beer Putting on a late night show But when the sun comes up on the Tignish shore And the priest is ready for his Sunday chores They'll all be standing at the church door In the sobre light of morning Repeat Chorus I said goodbye to that western bear With the peosh tux and bushy hair He got into his truck, put his arm out the window And I watched the gravel fly If you ever find the courage to go Take a Sunday drive up the western road But Judy's Take Out is a long long way From the sidewalks of Brighton Repeat Chorus End Players Unrecorded Copyright Wild Garden Music (SOCAN) |