verse 1 Out on the Mira on warm afternoons, Old men go fishing with black line and spoons And if they catch nothing they never complain, And I wish I was with them again. Can you imagine a piece of the universe more fit for princes and kings? I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings verse 2 As boys in their boats call to girls on the shore, Teasing the ones that they dearly adore, And into the evening the courting begins, And I wish I was with them again. Can you imagine a piece of the universe more fit for princes and kings? I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings verse 3 Out on the Mira on soft summer nights Bonfires blaze to the Children's delight They dance 'round the flames singing songs with their friends And I wish I was with them again Can you imagine a piece of the universe more fit for princes and kings? I'll trade you ten of your cities for Marion Bridge and the pleasure it brings verse 4 And over the ashes the stories are told Of witches and wearwolves and Oak Island Gold The stars on the river they sparkle and Spin And I wish I was with them again