(Northern Anthem - Dean Brody)
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I’m at home in the backwoods here
To set my feet on the trail
Prairie rumble with the buffalo running through her veins
Land of rock and sea and chill
This is a land that tests our will
No other land could you hold in front of me
No other flag I’d fly
No other mountain, sea or prairie
Would I trade for this northern sky
Land of struggle, tired and bent
We’re still one Village nonetheless
And by Grace I lay my head
I’m blood butter ridden wide
To live I’ll die
True northern, strong and free
We are the true north, strong and free -
this should be Canada’s new Anthem Lmao
