Please Don't Sell Nova Scotia - Anne Murray

Sell your trees, sell your water

Sell your wheat fields, sell your daughter

Sell your paper, sell your schemes

Sell your silver, sell your dreams

Please don’t sell Nova Scotia

You know you’ll never get it back

You feel good now with a pocket full of money

But nowhere to go when you’ve lost it at the track

What seems like only a piece of ground

Can get into your blood and move your heart around

So the land you’ve always known

Becomes a little bit of earth called home

Please don’t sell Nova Scotia

You know you’ll never get it back

You feel good now with a pocket full of money

But nowhere to go when you’ve lost it at the track

Please don’t sell Nova Scotia

You know you’ll never get it back

You feel good now with a pocket full of money

But nowhere to go when you’ve lost it at the track

Nowhere to go when you’ve lost it at the track