Stompin' Tom Connors - Manitoba

When you ^Amention Manitoba, I'll be ^Dmindful of the prairies, To the ^Aprovince where the old Red River ^Eflows, It's the ^Aland of shining water, where the ^Dbeaver and the otter, Play to^A-gether where the ^E7Prairie Crocus ^Agrows.

Mani^D-toba, you're my ^Asunshine, My ^Dtwilight, and re^A-pose, Mani^D-toba, you're my ^Aheaven, Be^D-cause it's ^Aheaven where the ^E7Prairie Crocus ^Agrows. ^AWhen you mention Manitoba, I'll be ^Dmindful of her beauty, In the ^Aevening when the sunset fades a^E-way, And the ^Amoon of golden glimmer, on the ^Dwheat field seems to shimmer, And the ^Anight bird sings the ^E7closing of the ^Aday.

^AWhen you mention Manitoba, I'll be ^Dmindful of the valleys, And the ^Aold brown hills calling me a^E-way, Where the ^Afavours of our giver, dwell a^D-mong the lakes and rivers, From the ^AU.S. line to the ^E7shores of Hudson ^ABay.