We let Ontario farmers sing + 

About the joys the woods do bring, + 

But we in regions of Northwest + 

Do think prairie farms the best, + 

For those poor men who swing the axe + 

On their strength ’tis a heavy tax, + 

For several years they naught can grow + 

While from the first we plow and sow, + 

And while we plow we don’t get thumps + 

By running it against the stumps, + 

And where wild Buffalo now doth feed + 

There very soon they’ll sow the seed, + 

Where Indian wigwams now do stand + 

Will be the site of cities grand, + 

And where the deer and wolf doth roam + 

Millions will build each happy home, + 

So quick as if by magic wand + 

They will arise o’er the whole land, + 

But this one fact we won’t deny + 

Ontario she can supply, + 

For so skilfully she doth invent + 

Each agricultural implement. + 