Cape Breton Highlands (day 1885)

With skies so blue
Red sand view
I know I’ve hit the shores
Northumberland, ahoy!
Northumberland Strait!
A mighty treacherous way
Along Cabot Trail
Where lighthouses glare
And waves roar
As sea meets up with sky
So big and wide
Fishing boat’s pride
And every Cape Cod proudly shingled galore.
Now hold yer hat tight
As you step out into
The winds blowing so fierce
And remember now
Cape Breton’s pride
Will sing you all a good night.

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