Maple Warriors

[Verse] In the land where the north winds blow Through the pines and the endless snow With an axe and a heart of gold Lumberjacks brave The tales untold [Chorus] Oh We are the Maple Warriors Singin’ under the northern lights Fiddles and guitars Drums a’ roaring Through the star-filled nights [Verse 2] With the Great Bear watching high By the forest bear our cries Maple syrup on our lips Swinging axes with iron grips [Chorus] Oh We are the Maple Warriors Singin’ under the northern lights Fiddles and guitars Drums a’ roaring Through the star-filled nights [Bridge] From Lac Saint-Jean to old Alberta Tales of courage and folklore a-plenty Grit and grins Lore and laughter The spirit of the North is plenty [Verse 3] Grizzlies and moose by the wayside Stories carved in each tree hide With every swing Our spirits soar In this land we adore