Northern Boy

"In Ottawa, there is a custom Before the boy becomes the man He takes a drop of Northern courage And swears he'll do the best he can He swears he'll do the best he can Oh, Northern boy, as thick as a tree As dull as a butter knife Oh, Northern boy, clean of limb, clear of eye Unfettered he lives, unfettered he'll die The Northern boy, oh, Northern boy Saskatchewan an endless prairie Where the buffalo used to roam Only a man, half blind on whiskey Would choose to make this land his home Would choose to make this land his home Oh, Northern boy as strong as an oak As quick as a thunderbolt to adventure he'll rise The Northern boy, can be gentle as a lamb And just like a sheep he will follow you Whenever he can The Northern boy, the Northern boy The Northern boy "