Lyrics

[Verse]
Rollin' through the Maritimes, with Lightning at the wheel,
From Brunswick to the Nova shores, the engine's like a keel.
The wheels hum down the highways, where the salty breezes call,
On a journey through the eastern winds, where the ocean tall tales fall.

[Verse 2]
Pit stop in the harbor towns, where the lighthouse stands so strong,
New Brunswick's calling out to us with a friendly, fervent song.
We’ll fuel up on some chowder, and St. John's knows it well,
With the sea salt in our nostrils, in this Atlantic spell.

[Chorus]
Lightning on the coastline, let the good times roll,
From one island to the next one, feel the heart and soul.
With the Maritimes behind us, and the ocean wide and blue,
Atlantic dreams are calling, with tales of me and you.

[Verse 3]
Nova Scotia’s rocky shores, where the fishermen set sail,
Through the misty morning sunlight, we can hear their grieving wail.
But Lightning’s burning rubber, 'cross the Cabot Trail we fly,
With a smile and a wave, and a racing heart's reply.

[Verse 4]
Newfoundland's rugged cliffs, standing proud against the sea,
With Lightning McQueen thundering by, wild and running free.
The island’s hearty laughter, echoed on the waves,
A journey through the Maritimes, adventure for the brave.

[Chorus]
Lightning on the coastline, let the good times roll,
From one island to the next one, feel the heart and soul.
With the Maritimes behind us, and the ocean wide and blue,
Atlantic dreams are calling, with tales of me and you.