We come from the prair-ies,
we come from the hills;
From cit-ies of toil-ers in   fur-nace and mills;
From North-land to South-land,   from river to sea
Hu-m-ni-ty sends and con-fides   us to thee...
Moose-heart, O Moose-heart,
We'll roll they name a-long...
From o-cean to o-cean
in glad mel-o-di-us song;
Till ring-ing in tri-umph   from East to gold-en West,
the chor-us re-echos Moose-heart,
O Moose-heart, the Happiest.