Where the salmon run
And the grizzlys hunt
In the rivers, crystal clear
Where the grey wolves run
Under midnight sun
And the winter's always near
Where the woods are deep
Ancient spirits sleep
Caribou and elk still roam
Since you're here for me
That's the land I see
Every time I think of home
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