True Grit from 1971 by 1971

Singing words once sought
For our home, not native land
That was wounded once but were trying to let the blood to clot

Golden hearts strewn across
From prairie, mountain and sea
With gentle character they were known to be, knew to be

We’re not ashamed of who we are
But we’re ashamed of what’s become
Pride’s been lost to the dust
An iron will has been left to rust

Are we the only ones

Facing an oily wall
That will take us to our graves
With people passive left a name to shame, a name to shame

Every sentence is a kiss
Every paragraph an embrace
For This love we resist, we resist

We’re not ashamed of who we are
But we’re ashamed of what’s become
Pride’s been lost to the dust
And iron will has been left to rust

• Kenora
• Rock
• Winnipeg
• grunge
• indie rock
• post-punk
• Kenora