Border Song

Sing little solider
Sunrise on a lonesome hill
In Chinese cloth and rubber bands
Around your hands that hold the trumpet

Silver dollars in your pocket
One for peace and one for passion
One for all the greedy bankers
Nothing else to spare

Brave little rascal
Raised on northern summer soil
Strong and true
And knows that she is free

Says "I'm goin' tomorrow
I am leaving you
Oh Canada
Forgive me"

House on a corner
White as cream and sweet as pie
Golden in the early morning
Peering through the curtains
See the children aiming action rifles
God bless America
Go easy on me



Credits
Writer(s): Madelaine Ringo Stauble
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