The Old Sod

One, two, three
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 From the old sod to the new land
 We came over by the score
 We cut the ties and said goodbye
 And closed the old world door
 We settled on the praries
 In your cities and your towns
 There's another oatmeal savage
 Every time you turn around
 And there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 No there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
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 Well we soon found our own kind
 Formed clubs and social nights
 We practiced on each other
 Just to keep our accents right
 For there's more in tartan here
 Than in all the motherland
 We came 5000 miles
 To the gathering of the clans
 And there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 No there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
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 There's a bar in the rec room
 In the basement of our house
 A little shrine to Ballantine's
 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
 None more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 No there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
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 Well Canada's been good to us
 We've a living and a home
 We've all got central heating here
 And most are on the phone
 I'm a citizen of both countries
 And I'm very proud to be
 The thistle and the maple leaf
 Are the emblems of the free
 And there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 No there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 Let's hear the choir
 None more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod
 No there's none more Scots
 Than the Scots abroad
 There's a place in our hearts
 For the old sod