Saskatchewan, We Stand With You

Our grandparents crossed the ocean wide. Left broken towns on the other side.

Came here with nothin' but a will to survive. And they carved this land with

their own hands of pride. From the homestead shacks to the winter roads,

they hauled this province on their backs like a heavy load. And when the

world went dark in '39, they left the fields to stand on the frontlines.

This land was built from the ground by the brave and the strong

who never backed down. They shed blood, sweat, tears so we

could stand free. And no one's gonna tell us who we're supposed to be.