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ONE, TWO, THRE
Efrom the old sod to the new landwe came over by the scorewe cut the ties said goodbyeand closed the old world doorwe settled on our prariesin your cities and your townsthere's another oatmeal savageevery time you turn aroundthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodwe soon found our own kindformed clubs and social nightsand we practised on each otherjust to keep our accents rightfor there's more tartan herethan in all the motherlandwe came 5000 milesto the gathering of the clansthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodthere's a bar in the rec roomin the basement of our housea little shrine to Ballantyneshaig and famous grousethere's a sprig of purple heatherfrom the land that once was mineand Robbie's on the t-towelwith the words to Auld Lang Synethere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sod
Canada's been good to uswe've a living and a homewe've all got central heatingand most are on the phonei'm a citizen of both countriesand ver proud to befor the thistle and the maple leafare the emblems of the freethere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sodthere's none more Scotsthat the Scots abroadthere's a place in our heartsfor the old sod
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