My Old Canadian Home by Bob Miller Lyrics

Where the grass grows greener
And the wind blows cleaner
In my old Canadian home
Where the cares are fewer
And the hearts are truer
In my old Canadian home

In the foothills of the Rockies
We’ll build a nest all our own
Where the stars shine brighter
And the snow snows whiter
In my old Canadian home

In all the world there is no place that ever will compare
From the Rocky Mountains to the maritimе so fair
Atlantic to Pacific is where I’ll always roam
Thru the grеat North Country I call home

Where the grass grows greener
And the wind blows cleaner
In my old Canadian home
Where the cares are fewer
And the hearts are truer
In my old Canadian home
In the foothills of the Rockies
We’ll build a nest all our own
Where the stars shine brighter
And the snow snows whiter
In my old Canadian home