Kdad
Member
One, two, threeProud Nova Scotian
From the old sod to the new land
We came over by the score
We cut the ties said goodbye
And closed the old world door
We settled on your Prairies
In your cities and your towns
There's another oatmeal savage
Every time you turn around
There's none more Scots
Than the Scots abroad
There's a place in our hearts
For the old sod
RIP John
Spirit of the West, the most Eastcoast Vancouverites you'll ever meet
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