Chinook Waltz
This song is our attempt to let you know what it feels like on a fall evening, up in the foothills of Alberta’s Rocky Mountains. When the wind dies down and the starts come out, you can almost feel the silence and your world slowing down. “Life is old there”…

Lyrics

Chinook Waltz
Craig Bignell & Suzanne Levesque
There’s a time in the evening, when the wind dies down The birds have sang their last song, you can’t hear a sound The cool fall nights are here, in this life I have found
The deer come slowly, from over the hill
Just like they’ve always done, and likely always will Glowing red in the setting sun, in this life I have found
CH:
You can see the mighty Rockies, silhouette against the sky Ablaze on the other side, as the sun goes slipping by
The last raven flying, sails off into the west
Guess he’s got somewhere to go, but he ain’t there yet Here, in this life I have found
A good woman’s love, to hold me tight
Our little pup, curled up, by the campfire at night A blanket of stars appear, in this life I have found
Somewhere in the darkness, a coyote call to the moon He’s joined by a choir, but they stop way too soon
The silence is a precious sound, in this life I have found

CH:
The first fire of the season, in the old wood stove Warms you like a mother’s love, you’re glad for the cold It’s these simple pleasures, that I hold so dear
Like singing a song, that no one can hear
Here, in this life I have found
CH:
It’s the snow on the mountains, the wild Alberta skies The face of a newborn calf, the look in her eyes
It’s these simple pleasures, that I hold so dear
Like singing a song, that no one can hear
Here, in this life I have found
Oh, here, in this life we have found