One, two, three From the old sod to the new land We came over by the score We cut the ties said goodbye And closed the old world door We settled on your Prairies In your cities and your towns There's another oatmeal savage Every time you turn around There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod We soon found our own kind? Formed clubs and social nights And we practiced on each other Just to keep our accents right For there's more tartan here Than in all the motherland We came five hundred miles To the gathering of the clans There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's a bar in the rec room In the basement of our house, A little shrine to ballantynes Haig and famous grouse, There's a sprig of purple heather From the land that once was mine, And Robbie's on the tea towel With the words to auld lang syne There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod Well Canada's been good to us We've a living and a home We've all got central heating air And most are on the phone I'm a citizen of both countries And very proud to be, For the thistle and the maple leaf Are the emblems of the free There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod There's none more Scots Than the Scots abroad There's a place in our hearts For the old sod