Hank Snow My Nova Scotia Home Letras:
Words and music by Hank Snow

[C] There's a place I'll always cherish, 'neath
the [G7] blue Atlantic sky Where the shores down
in Cape Breton bid the [C] golden sun to rise And
the fragrance of the apple [C7] blossoms [F]
sprays the dew-kissed lawns Back in [C] dear old
Nova Scotia, [G7] a place where I was [C] born.

The Scotian and the Ocean Limited, and the
Maritime Express Their mighty engines throbbing,
make their way towards the west And the sturdy
fishin' schooners, sways so laz'ly to and fro Nova
Scotia is my sanctuary, and I love her so.

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Change to D: For across the great Dominion, I have
traveled far and wide Where the shores out in
Vancouver, kiss the blue Pacific tide I have
crossed the snow-capped Rockies, saw the wheat
fields' golden blaze Headed back to Nova Scotia,
where contented cattle graze.

Where the pretty Robin Red Breast, seeks its'
loved ones in the trees And the French di'lect in
old Quebec, keeps callin' out to me It seems to
say, be on your way, there's a welcome at the door
Where the kinfolks are a-waiting on that gay
Atlantic shore.

Change to Eb: Down through beautiful New Brunswick
and across the P.E.I. To the rock-bound coasts of
Newfoundland, I'll love them till I die But if God
came here on Earth with us and asked if he could
rest I'd take him to my Nova Scotia home, the
place that I love best.
Letras: My Nova Scotia Home Hank Snow [final]