| We unbearably left the prairies, and my heart
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| Since well it never moved an inch
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| Does the love grow, home with the wild rose?
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| Now, something’s moving out here
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| We unbearably left the prairies, and my heart
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| Since well it never moved an inch
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| And then you found me, alone on a Friday
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| Now, something’s moving out here
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| Swap Garneau for Dundas
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| My parents for your dad
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| The Rockies for the Great Lakes
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| And my heart pounds as you say
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| Swap Garneau for Dundas
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| My parents for your dad
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| The Rockies for the Great Lakes
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| And my heart pounds as you say
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| All these things they will pass
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| It’s the good ones that will last
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| And right here what we’ve had
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| Is a good thing and it will last
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| And all these things will pass
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| It’s the good ones that will last
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| And right here what we’ve had
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| Is a good thing and it will last |