Jim Bryson, Kathleen Edwards - Ontario lyrics

A call to arms so I ask, oh please
For more books and conversation
And less satellite TV

Fear god, be good
Don't cut down all the trees
Just to build more things that we don't need

I say oh my dear, Ontario
Oh, my cherished home
They say such awful things about you
When it is I roam and oh my dear, Ontario
Can I say how unlucky and in lovely
From each other not far away?

Don't bruise the ones you love
Let be live free don't go out in the woods
On your own

A call to arms so I ask, oh please
Why must we always be wantin' so much more?

I say oh my dear, Ontario
Oh, my cherished home
They say such awful things about you
When it is I roam

And oh my dear, Ontario can I say
How unlucky and in lovely
From each other not far away?
I say oh my dear, Ontario
Oh, my cherished home
They say such awful things about you
When it is I roam

And oh my dear, Ontario can I say
How unlucky and in lovely
From each other not far away?