There′s a rainbow in Toronto where the maritimers are bold
They always get a potfull-but they never get a pot of gold

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But they're to it and at it at it and to it-
Ya gotta tune your attitude in
If ya don′t get at it when ya get to it -
Ya won't get to it to get at it again

A guy from old New Brunswick He couldn't even pay his rent
We don′t know how he travelled But we all know where he went
He was-

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A girl from old spud Island-Old Potato lips
She married a Newfoundlander and they lived on Fish and Chips
But they were-

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A guy from Nova Scotia, He can′t afford the train-
He's sittin on a streetcar, but he′s eastbound just the same
He's-

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A Frenchman from the Gaspe said "Frogs don′t like smog!"
So he hopped in a swamp of lilies where he lives in a hollow log...
But he's-

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A guy from old Cape Breton, so lonesome he got stoned
He crawled into a suitcase, and somebody mailed him home.
But he′s-

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Writer(s): Tom Charles Connors<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com