Saskatchewan My Home

Land of the living skies Where the Saskatchewan prairie lies Skies painted with every hue Pinks, purples and shades of blue The sun slowly sinks in the west The land settles down to rest Our prairie full of havest gold Truly a site to behold Feel the wide open space Feel the wind upon your face Our heavens hold the northern lights Dancing across the sky at night The rich soft soil of the ground Beautiful nature all around Summer, winter, spring and fall Season changes we get them all The beaver knawing on his bark The singing of the bluejays and meadow lark Gophers popping their heads above the ground Having a look at what lurks around The loon calls it's lonely tune The snowy owl hoots at the moon Deer and moose stand and graze In the evenings cool misty haze The countryside what a site The prairies, my home, my delight This place truly a hidden treasure A pace of life you cannot measure Friendly people to lend a hand Hard working people on the land This is the place that we love From the ground at our feet to the stars above