Wish I was back in Gaspésie High up on Jacques-Cartier Mountain where the caribou run free I could see the big peaks rising as we drove along the road We were feeling so alive then, and we sang a travelling ode I'm going back To Gaspésie Do you remember that summer When we were so carefree Can you hear the roaring river Do you see the shimmering lake When we stood atop Mont Albert The world was ours to take In Gaspésie It makes me laugh, just thinking of it We stopped to rest so many times, as we climbed the chic-choc summits While the waterfalls came tumblin' down, our spirits rose up high To the final summer of our youths, we sounded our goodbyes I'm going back To Gaspésie Do you remember that summer When we were so carefree Can you hear the roaring river Do you see the shimmering lake When we stood atop Mont Albert The world was ours to take In Gaspésie The hours were endless, or so they seemed And I often get to wondering if those days were all a dream For the winds of life kept sweeping, as the rivers always run Four corners separate us now, the changes always come I'm going back To Gaspésie Do you remember that summer When we were so carefree Can you hear the roaring river Do you see the shimmering lake When we stood atop Mont Albert The world was ours to take In Gaspésie