My soul longs for the true North strong and free
Every night, the Maple Leaf pulls on my heartstrings
To the innermost depths of my soul
Oh Canada - will you be happy to meet me again?
Blue skies and cold winter nights
I will return once more
Until that happy day, I shall always
Stand on guard for Thee
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