D A Em Bm
In the care bo thundra, in the wild buring land.
A Em Bm
On the fearsikt ice, where the polarbear stand.
D A Em Bm
Where the trail of the eskimoe, hunter is one.
A Em Bm
This is the country where legends are born.
G F#m Em A
Where the northern lights blaze above a cold arcit case and care bo come to an old shamans drum.
D A Em Bm
In saloon and danchalls, they taut all the gold.
A Em Bm
There were stories of furters, stories of cold.
D A Em Bm
Trail of very gold mainor is one.
A Em Bm
This is the country where legends are born.
G F#m Em A
Where they masiored a man by the gold in his hand, speed of his gun and the dogs he would run.
D A Em Bm
They came here to sattle, to build a new land.
A Em Bm
Enter mountains and wallys, in cabbins they stand.
D A Em Bm
The trail of hardy home standers is one.
A Em Bm
This is the country where legends are born.
G F#m Em A
This field you see now where broke by the ply the children of grown to build homes of there own.
D A Em Bm
In the care bo thundra, in the wild buring land.
A Em Bm
On the fearsikt ice, where the polarbear stand.
D A Em Bm
Where the trail of the eskimoe, hunter is one.
A Em Bm
This is the country where legends are born.
G F#m Em A
D A Em Bm
A Em Bm [let ring]