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Blue nose Tom Connors
My [C]father was a Blue Nose, and [F]his dad through and through,
My [G7]mother, she's a Blue Nose, and her mother's mother [C]too,
We live in Nova Scotia where the [F]sea and sky are blue,
And [G7]when they call us Blue Nose, we're goldang proud they [C]do.
>From Sydney to the Yarmouth town and [F]all points in between,
It's [G7]just a magic picture book, the like you never [C]seen,
And the pioneer who settled here and [F]gave this land a name,
If [G7]he was called Blue Nose, I wanna be called the [C]same.
For we [F]turned the wheels of industry before the days of oil,
When the Nova Scotia miners gave the world their precious [G7]coal,
And we [C]built the fastest sailing ship that [F]ever sailed the sea,
And if [G7]that was called Blue Nose, that's good enough for [C]me.
Chorus
Now [C]you might work in Halifax or [F]make Cape Breton steel,
But [G7]there's a bond between us all we understand and [C]feel,
And the world has seen our brothers who went [F]off to fight the war,
And if [G7]they were called Blue Nose, could we be something [C]more?
Down where the [F]seafoods are the finest, always grade A number one,
And the orchards of Anapolis, they're the second best to [G7]none,
We [C]love you, Nova Scotia, may you [F]stand forever proud,
And [G7]when they call you Blue Nose, just smile and take a [C]bow.
Chorus
We [C]live in Nova Scotia where the [F]sea and sky are blue,
And [G7]when they call us Blue Nose, we're goldang proud they [C]do.
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Submitted by: Dennis Hiebert
dhiebert@mars.ark.com
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