Nova Scotia

On the Eastern coast of Canada between Maine and Newfoundland

A tiny little strip of land towards the Atlantic spreads her hand

She’s been the farewell port to men of honour in two world wars

She’s been the welcome mat for immigrants the tired and the poor

Known as Nova Scotia, Warden of the North, and Home of the Bluenose ship

The flags on the Citadel Hill wave to the newcomers who are tired from their trip

The isle of Newfoundland sits close to our North.New Brunswick is to the West

And Prince Edward Island, got love her red soil, is snuggled in between the rest

We’ve sand beaches, wild forests, blessed flower filled parks,

We’ve cities and small towns and sweet singing meadow larks

We’ve the highlands of Cape Breton where the Gaelic rings true

We’ve the apple blossom spring festival that’s a treasure for you

Summers are warm here but you can swim and lots more to do

The fall offers a blazing kaleidoscope of leafs in a many a colourful hue

Winter snows for skiers and kids and a reason to snuggle by a fire too

Spring gives us hope that the future is near as the first flowers poke through

We’ve no earth quakes, no forest fires, no cyclones or tidal wave fear

We’re friendly folk and we welcome all to set a spell with us here

So if you desire a home that you can call your heaven on earth

You’ll find Nova Scotia is one place that’s truly all that it’s worth