Spirit of the West - The Old SodLyrics

ONE, TWO, THREE 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. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. We soon found our own kind Formed clubs and social nights And we practised on each other Just to keep our accents right. For there's more tartan here Than in all the motherland. We came 5000 miles To the gathering of the clans. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. There's a bar in the rec room In the basement of our house, A little shrine to Ballantynes Haig and famous Grouse, There's a sprig of purple heather From the land that once was mine, And Robbie's on the tea towel With the words to Auld Lang Syne. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. Canada's been good to us We've a living and a home. We've all got central heating And most are on the phone. I'm a citizen of both countries And very proud to be, For the thistle and the maple leaf Are the emblems of the free. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod. There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad. There's a place in our hearts For the old sod.