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When I woke up in the Yukon |
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I knew that I was living |
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In a country that I could grow to love |
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But I wandered out of Whitehorse |
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Took a train down to Prince George |
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I fianlly left but not without a shove |
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Sailed day and night |
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Around Vancouver Island, BC |
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That's when the west coast |
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became a part of me |
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That old full moon looked good |
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From everywhere I stood |
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From Hudson Bay |
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All the way to the Rockies |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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This country always gets the best of me |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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Where stars burn bright |
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Over snow so white |
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Under northern lights, you can bury me |
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I sailed the Arctic Ocean |
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On my way to Nova Scotia |
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And I got a taste of the midnight sun |
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J'ai entendu le voila chante |
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Je me suis mis a dancer |
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In french or in english it was fun |
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J'ai dit salut |
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and I rode the old St. Lawrence out to sea |
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Newfoundland was paradise to me |
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That old moon looked good |
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From everywhere I stood |
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From Hudson Bay |
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All the way to the Rockies |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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This country always gets the best of me |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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Where stars burn bright |
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Over snow so white |
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Under northern lights, you can bury me |
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My memories of Cape Breton |
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I won't soon be forgetting |
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Going 'down north' on the |
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Old Atlantic shore |
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But I yearned for the flatland |
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Sweet old Saskatchewan |
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Had me heading west before too long |
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Then I made some miles |
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and caught the Blue Jays flying in the skydome |
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But I'm finally back in my |
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Alberta home |
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That old full moon looked good |
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From everywhere I stood |
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From Hudson Bay |
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All the way to the Rockies |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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This country always gets the best of me |
|
I'm clearly Canadian |
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Where stars burn bright |
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Over snow so white |
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Under northern lights, you can bury me |
|
I'm clearly Canadian |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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I'm clearly Canadian |
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This country always gets the best of me! |
