Lyrics

Lead My People

I am a voice, in the wilderness
I set my eyes to see, beyond the darkness
In the west I have been taken, caught up by a vision
My soul is filled beside the rivers, Red and the Assiniboine
I will lead this people

Am I worthy of affliction, will I suffer for my Lord?   
If I am wounded in the battle, will you heal me at the centurion’s word?
I will count the beads of Mary, thread of hope, rope of life
Tie them to my spirit, fix my eyes upon the endless sky   

Why do you call me Moses, do I have a prophet’s call?
I am lamb with a gun, destined to die a criminal   
But these hands were not made to fight, I was born to map out the land
Do not pose me bent and twisted, raise my head above the ground
And I will lead this people, I will lead this people       

I will leave this final treasure, when I am shallow of breath
in the hands of my jailor, on the gallows step
When you read my contemplations, sonnets from the plains
in one hundred years my people will awake and rise again

And I will lead my people   
I will lead my people         
I will lead my people
And I will lead my people   
I will lead my people
I will lead my people, lead my people, home

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn

Lyrics: Craig Ginn Lead vocal: Craig Ginn
Keyboards/Programming: Doug Romanow
Electric guitar: Jonathan Lagore, Neil Gunhold
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Trumpet: Craig Ginn
Producer: Craig Ginn

Co-producer: Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Windows Records, Calgary
and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Douglas Romanow at dR Music, Toronto
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

 

Call This Land

Great lone land of destiny
From the southern lakes to the northern shores that touch the sea
Open sky, above the valley beckons me
To sacred ground where the two rivers meet

Bestow the name that is written on our hearts

Call this land, call this land, call this land, voice of Manitou
Call this land, call this land, call this land, voice of Manitou,
voice of Manitou

Feel the earth tremble now beneath your feet
Great herd of bison run, a wonder to be seen
Like a raging wind they storm for days across the plain
Where sacred skulls of their sacrifice remain

Bestow the name that is written on our hearts

Call this land, call this land, call this land, voice of Manitou
Call this land, call this land, call this land, voice of Manitou,
voice of Manitou

Call this land, call this land, call this land,
voice of Manitou (Great Spirit)
Call this land, call this land, call this land,
voice of Manitou (Great Spirit)

Call this land, call this land, call this land,
voice of Manitou (Great Spirit)
Call this land, call this land, call this land,
voice of Manitou (Great Spirit)
Voice of Manitou (Great Spirit) voice of Manitou

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn
Lead vocal: Craig Ginn
Background vocals: Craig Learmont, Sarah Christiansen,

Aron Ginn, Silas Ginn, Craig Ginn, Derek Pulliam
Keyboards/Programming: Doug Romanow
Electric guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Derek Pulliam
Drums: Phil Robertson
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Doug Romanow
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Windows Records, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Douglas Romanow at dR Music, Toronto
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

In The Blood

Little child, follow what you hear
Listen to me now, I will whisper who you are
Above your trials, you will hear my voice
one day your words will rise to take my place  

You are born in the blood, you are born in the blood
You are born out of love, you are born out of love

Trust me now, take me by the hand
Lay down and know, your body on the land
Our grandmother’s life, feel her in your veins
You are a child of the valley and the plains

You are born in the blood, you are born in the blood
You are born out of love, you are born out of love

She owed a debt, she could not buy
offered herself, payment as a bride
Her life was spent, but it was never owned
She was loved more than silver or gold

I am born in the blood, I am born in the blood
I am born out of love, I am born out of love

I am born in the blood, I am born in the blood
I am born out of love, I am born out of love

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn, Craig Learmont
Lyrics: Craig Ginn, Carla Ginn, Derek Pulliam
Lead vocal: Craig Ginn
Background vocals: Craig Ginn, Carla Ginn, Derek Pulliam
Keyboards: Craig Learmont
Electric guitar: Jonathan Lagore, Neil Gunhold
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliamat Dog in the Windows Records, Calgary

and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary

 

I Cannot Escape

I have been slandered as a traitor of her majesty,         
broke allegiance to the Sovereign of these lands
From the darkness of my cell, held back by your chains       
I came to see my destiny was never in your hands
my destiny was never in your hands

I have stood in the slave of saints’ cathedral
Divine affection, took possession over me
I could not suppress the joy, sadness I could not contain
I lost all fear of my enemies, I lost all fear of my enemies   

I could have run, bolted through this gate
To see the rising sun, live another day
I could have run, left behind a waiting grave
But the vision I have seen, I cannot escape

You see in me the seduction of evil
Condemn my faith, speak your curse against my name
Did I sell lands I did not own? Miscarry justice for the crown?
Was I the one who starved the children for my gain?
Was I the one who starved the children for my gain?

I could have run, bolted through this gate
To see the rising sun, live another day
I could have run, left behind a waiting grave
But the vision I have seen, I cannot escape

You overturned the petition of my jury
They called for mercy, a grace that you denied
I faced your anger, your hatred, in good conscience
My last confession now, let my soul be justified

I could have run, bolted through this gate
To see the rising sun, live another day
I could have run, left behind an empty grave           
But the vision I have seen, I cannot escape

I could have run, bolted through this gate
To see the rising sun, live another day
I could have run, left behind a waiting grave
But the vision I have seen, I cannot escape
The vision I have seen, I cannot escape

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn, Derek Pulliam, Carla Ginn
Lead vocal: Craig Ginn
Background vocals: Craig Learmont, Kim Beal
Keyboards/Programming: Doug Romanow
Electric Guitars: Jonathan Lagore
Acoustic Guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass Guitar: Silas Ginn
Drums: Phil Robertson
Violin: Jarred Albright
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Derek Pulliam, Doug Romanow
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Douglas Romanow at dR Music, Toronto
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary

 

Riel’s Song

Ancestors taught me to sing, in the sweetest tones
their voices dwell in me, sacred in my bones
They speak above their pain, do not scorn the cross
Give their Jesus your praise, devotion in your song 

Huron carol, Huron carol, Huron carol

There is calm and there is wind, the manger and the tomb
Cast upon this hour, I see a distant home   
There is comfort with the saints, in the parchment of the psalms
Hold on to precious pearls, words that might live on

Huron carol, Huron carol, Huron carol

Garden of my breath, bloom as on that day
From this stage of truth, I will sing your name
Open the window for me, from there I will cast my gaze
My eyes unexpected of hope, fell upon your perfect face

Huron carol, Huron carol, Huron carol
In excelsis, in excelsis, Gloria

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn
Lead vocal: Craig Ginn
Background vocals: Craig Ginn, Carla Ginn, Aron Ginn
Keyboards: Steve Dierkens
Electric guitar: Neil Gunhold
Classical guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Derek Pulliam, Steve Dierkens
Recording engineers: Derek Pulliamat Dog in the Windows Records, Calgary

and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary

Let Justice Roll

Hear the case of history plead for more time
To show the trophies of a venerated man outweigh his crime
They will not judge his past sin by the virtue of today
They promise truth and reconciliation in the same breath
that they sing his praise
 
He is dignified in monuments that divide this land
Schools and statues celebrate colonial man
You cannot buy, sell, or trade without the image of his face
He is above the law, Confederation pardons him from all disgrace  
 
Let justice roll like a mighty river
righteousness flow like a healing stream
Wear down the glory of foreign altars
part the waters for a people to be free
 
Every tribe every people every sacred ground
Every language every nation subject to his crown
Sons and daughters, they were exiled from their villages and homes
He cut their hair, burned their clothes, stripped their dignity
to turn their hearts from the pathways they had known 

Let justice roll like a mighty river
righteousness flow like a healing stream
Wear down the glory of foreign altars
part the waters for a people to be free
 
The weapon of their pen still survives their sword
When the legend of their conquest has the final word
But let the prophecy of treason see the writing on the wall
What has been weighed and found wanting in time

What has been weighed and found wanting in time
it will fall

Let justice roll like a mighty river
righteousness flow like a healing stream
Wear down the glory of foreign altars
part the waters for a people to be free

Let justice roll like a mighty river
righteousness flow like a healing stream
Wear down the glory of foreign altars
part the waters for a people to be free
part the waters for a people to be free
to be free, to be free

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn, Carla Ginn, Sarah Christiansen
Background vocals: Sarah Christiansen, Rachael Ginn, Aron Ginn,

Carla Ginn, Silas Ginn, John Heals, Craig Learmont, Derek Pulliam
Keyboards: Roy Salmond
Electric guitar: Jonathan Lagore, Roy Salmond
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore, Roy Salmond
Bass guitar: Silas Ginn
Drums: Phil Robertson
Steel guitar: Tim Leacock
Violin: Scott Duncan
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Roy Salmond, Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Roy Salmond at Whitewater Productions, Surrey

and Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

 

There for the Money

She came to your banquet hall, she paid her way
To sit among your black-tie crowd, who soak up your sunny ways
But I will tell you now, she had a much greater cause
She wasn’t there to shower you, shower you, shower you, with applause

She was there for justice, and she was not afraid
To call you out to make good on the promises you made
To help the people of the Narrows where the water’s bringing death
how dare she break you out of character while you entertain your guests

You were there for the money, you were there for the money
This is your stage no one gets in your way,
you were there for the money       

Your 2015 feminism was on full display
You silenced her cries, had her dragged her away

You mocked her, said her money was just another donation
While you drank up the attention of a standing ovation

It was in your court, a moment of truth
Lady justice or your jester, the choice is up to you
There is a time to conceal and a time to expose
In the presence of virtue, vanity has no clothes

She was there for justice, she was there for justice     

But you were there you for the money
You were there for the money
You were there for the money
You were there for the money
This is your stage, no one gets in your way
You were there for the money
You were there for the money
You were there for the money

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn
Background vocals: Yvonne Cavanaugh, Aron Ginn, Carla Ginn, Silas Ginn,
Naomi Pulliam, Derek Pulliam
Keyboards: Craig Learmont, Steve Dierkens
Organ: Mike Little
Electric guitar: Neil Gunhold, Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Steve Dierkens, Doug Romanow
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary
and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary

 

 

Hercules

Hercules has landed on the runway
Bringing rockets to shoot in the northern sky
Invade the glory of Aurora Borealis
Like those before you, set two worlds on course
two worlds on course to collide

They built walls for their prince to guard the waters they sail with cannons
iron rails on the ground claimed dominion from sea to sea
Once a conquest for land now a war for space in the heavens
From the sky you can see all the lands you call manifest destiny

Who will answer? Who will answer? Who is to answer?

Government planes flew above the tree line
Cargo of souls, young and old, destined to a barren land
They were convicted by supermarket laws of conservation
They were hunting for survival of their village
A way of life, a way of life, you did not care to understand

Smoke was rising from their camp, a place of dying
You could look at the stars, blind to human suffering and pain
But the arctic winds of winter have no mercy
To keep their children warm they burned the very doorposts
of their homes, in vain

Who will answer? Who will answer? Who is to answer? Who is to answer?
Who will answer? Who will answer? Who is to answer?
Hercules has landed on the runway
Bringing rockets to shoot, in the northern , northern, sky

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn
Keyboards: Douglas Romanow, Craig Learmont
Organ: Douglas Romanow
Electric guitar: Neil Gunhold, Jonathan Lagore
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Trumpet: Craig Ginn
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Steve Dierkens, Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary
and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Douglas Romanow at dR Music, Toronto
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

 

Voice of Tradition

Listen to the voices, let them speak
knowledge long entrusted to their keep
Elders tell our stories, we will hear
on our journey, we will keep your wisdom near
 
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Let the honour of your pathways be restored
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
 
Listen to the voices, let them sing
call our spirits we will join the sacred ring
around the drum above see eagles in the sky
Carry our song to Creator, let it rise

Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Let the honour of your pathways be restored
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
 
Listen to the voices, let them pray
I will humble myself before this flame
Let the smoke renew my spirit lift my eyes
Behold the goodness of the earth and the mystery of the skies
The goodness of the earth and the mystery of the skies
 
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Let the honour of your pathways be restored
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more
Voice of tradition, we will silence you no more

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn, Michael Hart
Background vocals: Kim Beal, Craig Learmont, Sarah Christiansen
Keyboards and Programming: Douglas Romanow
Acoustic guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Bass guitar: Jonathan Lagore
Drums: Kent Macrae
Percussion: Craig Bignell
Violin: Jarred Albright
Mandolin: Jarred Albright
Cello: Andrea Case
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Douglas Romanow, Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

 

Walk With Me

You can see them on the backroads and highways
Pilgrims coming here, coming here
Half ton caravans, and horseback, some walk many miles
To mark another year, another year

Overnight they’ll make a village, families and friends
kinship strong, kinship strong
grandmother’s love, sacred melody
They’ve come to learn her song, learn her song

Some carry scars that will not go away

Walk with me to this lake there is healing here,
Journey of mercy and hope
Walk with me to this lake it will hold your tears,
The water is a mirror for the soul  
The water is a mirror for the soul  

Ceremony of the pipe, stations of the cross
Offering of peace, offering of peace
Hear the Ancestors’ tongues, a day of Pentecost
Elder and priest, elder and priest

Creator, Spirit, Christ; Creator, Spirit, Christ
 
Walk with me to this lake there is healing here,
Journey of mercy and hope
Walk with me to this lake it will hold your tears,
The water is a mirror for the soul
The water is a mirror for the soul  

Walk with me to this lake there is healing here,
Journey of mercy and hope
Walk with me to this lake it will hold your tears,
The water is a mirror for the soul  
The water is a mirror for the soul  

Walk with me to this lake, there’s healing here.

Credits:
Music: Craig Ginn
Lyrics: Craig Ginn, Carla Ginn, Derek Pulliam
Background vocals: Aron Ginn, Carla Ginn
Keyboards: Craig Learmont
Electric guitar: Jonathan Lagore, Neil Gunhold
Bass guitar: Chris Byrne
Drums: Kent Macrae
Producer: Craig Ginn
Co-producer: Derek Pulliam
Recording engineer: Derek Pulliam at Dog in the Window Records, Calgary

and Steve Dierkens at StudioD, Calgary
Mixing engineer: Douglas Romanow at dR Music, Toronto
Mastering engineer: Dave Horrocks at Infinite Wave, Calgary


 

 

©2021 All songs written by Craig Ginn