From the rolling fields of wheat
True north, strong and free,
stand on guard, you and me
From the east to the west we roam
From Norman Wells at the top,
There's a wind that's always blown
to the Queen Charlotte Islands
I've seen the northern lights
While standin' in the middle of a field
From Pier 21 all the way to Flin Flon
You gotta cross that Canadian Shield
And no one knows winter like
Blowin' in off Lake Ontario
And from the Ottawa Canal
There's a little place I love
With a covered bridge and
Yeah, from Portage and Main
And every street corner in between
No matter where you go in
There's one thing we all understand
Every woman, every child and man
down east in Kings County,
and clear across the Thunder Bay
Where when a peg feels like forever
and hope feels like never,
let alone out Campbell Riverway
And when you cross the border
and you see a caribou on the quarter,
then and only then will you be home
I've driven from the peg to the chuck
and Yankees call us Canucks
But together we'll never stand alone
Redwood Strands and Kitimat
And down in the shoe -schwaps too
I've seen midnight feel like high noon
This is our the Dome to Saskatoon
There's Confederation Bridge
This is our Sud bury in the Sioux
I've lived in the Lakeland,
I've been to the Badlands Head
smashed and a buffalo jumped too
I've been snowin' for days
on the Trans -Canada Highway
And that was in the month of June
