Come let us join the tuneful throng
And sing a new Canadian song,
As this great lands of woods and lakes
Sweet melody in us awakes,
For of all land this is the chief
This glorious land of maple leaf.
It is land of streams and rivers
And the land of toiling beavers,
More noble emblems we rely on
Than preying eagle, bear or lion,
True, worthy honours are not brief,
But flourish shall the maple leaf.
For the grand maple wood is strong
And labour ranks high in our song
So let us glory in our soil
Where nature doth reward for toil,
And ever banish all our grief
Rejoicing in our maple leaf.
With gloom we should not be o’ercast
For we have a young empire vast,
Awaiting only for the plough
When all with wealth it will endow,
Then of all lands ’twill be the chief
This glorious land of maple leaf.