The Legend of Gooscap's DoorWhere you throw dry punk and fish For his fire and food. But you must not enter Though you may leave a gift on stone Waiting to feel goodness. This is the way the legend goes So the Micmac elders say. At Cape North on a mountain you whisper, "My grandfather I have just come to your door I need your help." Then you leave something you treasure Taking three stones. This is your luck. This is the way the legend goes So the Micmac elders say. At Cape Dolphin near Big Bras d'Or There is a hole through a cliff It is Glooscap's door. And on the outside a flat stone It is his table. The Indians on a hunt leave on table Tobacco and eels. This brings them luck, so the story goes The legend live on. Song of Eskasoni, Rita Joe |