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Blue Rodeo The Hank Snow Song There's a man a legend I know A poet and writer of songs Born in brooklyn Nova Scotia A true blue Canadian boy He sang of love's lost hiways His big hit was called "Movin On" It's Hank Snow the Singin Ranger Liverpool's own pride and joy Chorus: Now there must be a place up in heaven Where the sidewalks are all paved with gold Boxcars and old silver engine Where pickers and gone cowboys go Where there's rhinestones and a stage like the Opry And the Northern Lights lite up the show Just to see Hank sing in God's choir In a star studded blue rodeo Verse; Now Hank and his Rainbow Ranch Boys Picked his flat-top like nobody could He captured the heart of the American Dream And yes sir he's been everywhere Now each time I sing and play my guitar And delightfully so for the crowd I'll belt out "My Old Nova Scotia Home" And somehow I can see Hank standin beside me pickin and a grinnin just playing along Paul Henry Dallaire Paul Henry Pub. SOCAN