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canadian boat song by unknown listen to me as when it heard our father sing long ago the song of other shores listen to me and then in chorus gather all your deep voices as ye pull your words fair these broad meads these hoary woods are grand but we are exiles from our father's land from the long shilling of the misty island mountains divide us and the ways of seas yet still the blood is strong the heart is highland and we in dream behold the hebrides fair these broad meads these hoary woods are grand but we are exiles from our fathers land we never shall tread the fancy hunted valley where tween the dark hills cleft the small cliff stream in arms around the patriarch banner rally now see the moon on royal tombstones gleam fair these broad meads these hoary woods are grand
but we are exiles from our father's land when the bold kindred in the time long vanished conquered the soil and fortified the keep no seal foretold the children would be banished that a degenerate lord might boast his sheep fair these broadmeets these hoary woods are grand but we are exiles from our father's land come foreign rage let discord burst in slaughter oh then for clansmen true and stern clamor the hurts that would have given their blood like water bid happily beyond the atlantic roar fair these broad meads these holly woods are grand but we are exiles from our father's land
End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
