It would seem that a few ex Atlantic Canadians are still interested in the homeland.
Do you think they pine for the rolling hills of Albert County? Or the majestic Annapolis Valley? How about the Nord Shore (see below)?
For inspiration look to the Irish.
North Shore Song
From Tide Head to Campbellton
And down to old Dundee
There’s no shore like the North Shore
That’s the shore for me.
Chorus:
There’s no shore like the north shore
That’s for shore, That’s for shore
There’s no shore like the north shore
That’s the shore for me
When you’re on the North Shore,
And have nothing else to do,
Go and visit the animals
Up in Nigadoo Zoo.
When you are on the north shore
And have an awful thirst.
There’s no place to drink cold beer
Likeup in old Bathurst.
From the floral of Balmoral,
To the snow caps of Glencoe
The Scottish and the Irish,
Are alive where ‘ere you go.
From the forestry to the fishery
To the mill down by the sea
The tallest man in Dalhousie
Is Mr. Bon Ami
Well Anglophone or francophone,
Are just the same to me.
Miguasha’s shore, you can hear her roar
Friend or mon ami.
Rise Again
The time is nie, the time is nie
When every Scots man will cry
Rise, aye we will rise again
Fra heather glen ta button ben
We will rise this we ken
Rise, aye we will rise again
Fra Bannockburn ta auld strathyre
Ner a man will retire
Crook and cronock in every hand
Wi’ banners high, men will cry
Do or die, do or die
Rise, aye we will rise again
Wa the gift that they would gee us
Ta see ourselves as others see us
Rise, aye we will rise again
Now’s the time and now’s the hour
We’ve the strength and the power
Rise, aye we will rise again
Though Charlie’s gone we’ll plod on
Wi our honour and our song
Rise, aye we will rise again
As long as there’s a hundred men
Scotland will rise again
Rise, aye we will rise again
Giddy up.