In the Blue Canadian Rockies spring is sighing through the trees And the golden poppies are blooming round the banks of Lake Louise Across the see they call me and I'm lonesome and so blue For the Blue Canadian Rockies and the girl I love so true [ trumpet ] Spring is sighing through the trees [ trumpet ] Round the banks of Lake Luise Across the see they call me...
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