Land of the Silver Birch

My paddle’s keen and bright, flashing with silver Follow the wild goose flight, dip, dip, and swing Dip, dip and swing her back, flashing with silver Swift as the wild goose flies, dip, dip and swing Land of the silver birch Home of the beaver Where still the mighty moose Wanders at will Blue lake and rocky shore I will return once more Boom-did-di-a-da(*3) Bo-oo-oom High on a rocky ledge I’ll build my wigwam Close to the water’s edge Silent and still Blue lake and rocky shore I will return once more Boom-did-di-a-da(*3) Bo-oo-oom My heart grows sick for thee Here in the lowlands I will return to thee Hills of the north Blue lake and rocky shore I will return once more Boom-did-di-a-da(*3) Bo-oo-oom Land of the silver birch Home of the beaver Where still the mighty moose Wanders at will Blue lake and rocky shore I will return once more Boom-did-di-a-da(*3) Bo-oo-oom