Land of The Silver Birch

Land of the silver birch, home of the beaver,
And where the mighty moose wanders at will.

Blue lakes and rocky shores,
I will return once more,
Boom-did-dy-um-bum-bum-bum
Boom-did-dy-um-bum-bum-bum

High on a rocky ledge I'll build my wigwam,
Close by the water's edge silient and still.

Down in the forest glade deep in the lowlands,
My heart cries out for thee, Hills of the North.

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