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Date: Tue, 17 Oct 1995 20:36:24 -0600
From: tcampbel@gpu.srv.ualberta.ca (Tim Campbell)

                                The Old Sod
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                             Spirit of the West
                           album: Save This House
         transcribed by Tim Campbell  tcampbel@gpu.srv.ualberta.ca


INTRO & FILLS:  G  D  G  D  G  D  Bm  A  G  D  G  D  Bm  D  A  D


         G              D
>From the old sod to the new land
        G           D
We came over by the score
   G                D
We cut the ties and said goodbye
    Bm                   A
And closed the old world door
   G               D
We settled on your praries
        G               D
In your cities and your towns
          Bm            D
There's another oatmeal savage
     A              D
Everytime you turn around


        Chorus

                        D    A    D
                There's none more Scots
                         G      D
                Than the Scots abroad
                          Bm           D
                There's a place in our hearts
                        A   D
                For the old sod
                        D    A    D
                There's none more Scots
                         G      D
                Than the Scots abroad
                          Bm           D
                There's a place in our hearts
                        A   D
                For the old sod


        FILL (same as intro)


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


        CHORUS

        FILL


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 t-towel
With the words to Auld Lang Syne


        CHORUS

        FILL


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 very proud to be
For the the thisle and the maple leaf
Are the emblems of the free


        CHORUS

        CHORUS


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