We Are An Island

For beauty we ain't gotta go that far

Truth be told it's in your own backyard

We are an Island like no other, no other place can match it

Yesterday was a t shirt and today you're zipping up your jacket

But you wouldn't trade it away, no matter of fact

You missed home too much when you went away to Halifax

The trees, the mountains the breeze made you travel back to Cape Breton, Nova Scotia

Oh Yeah

Everybody has an idea of how perfect it really is (yeah)

Just look right here we got it all, man

Do I wanna leave? Not at all

And I'm proud to say that I'm gonna be a Caper till I'm gone now

I ain't never played a fiddle before, but since I got older I've been listening more man

The talent on this Island just blows me away

And you know that's what all my Capers say

It's got me thinking:

We are an Island, a rock in a stream

We are a people as proud as there's been

In soft summer breeze or in wild winter winds (check it out)

The home of our hearts, Cape Breton

(Trax where you at?)

The home of our hearts, yeah, you never get it wrong

From the rain in the sky to the Kelly's mountain fog

You know when you're here, you can taste the salt here

From the North Sydney Ferry all the way in the Pier, ya

This place is one of a kind the only place that you'll find June bugs in July

The home of the fid the home of the ( )

Crack your beers all around make a cheers to the ( )

You'll have plenty of fun and if you don't understand us grab the mother tongue

Cape Breton, Nova Scotia are rockin' this ( )

Where we're rockin' the streets, and living to the extremes

Feeling cool summer breeze and brutal winter freeze

Either way it's safe to say take a trip to CB.

Cause this is where you're at when you wanna get away

We're just over the ( ) and we'll be here everyday

We are an Island, a rock in a stream (a rock in a stream ya)

We are a people as proud as there's been (come on)

In soft summer breeze or in wild winter winds

The home of our hearts, Cape Breton

Like I said this place is awesome

It ain't hard to tell

Big fiddle to the cabbage trail

Rita MacNeil, and The Rankin's and Alexander Graham Bell,

Ride through the North Side Lick-a-chick is what you smell

But it ain't all about the chicken and famous dudes

Take a cruise ( ) music, it will make you move

This ain't a huge island everywhere is nearby

And everybody says: How's she goin' by'

The stereotypes we don't need a list of facts

Like everybody's last name is either Mick or Mac

Everybody sits around and debates on the best hockey team or how to pronounce H

But we love the island all the same

It's like, dude, I think I know you:

What's your fathers name? Huh

The Cape Breton lingo don't even start

That's why it's the home of our hearts man

And that's why we sing

CB is the place to be

Cape Breton Highlands is the place for me

It's the Maritimes is the way to go

I'll be reppin' them at every show

Everywhere I go

Cause:

We are an Island, a rock in a stream

We are a people as proud as there's been

In soft summer breeze or in wild winter winds

The home of our hearts, Cape Breton

The home of our hearts.

We are an Island, a rock in a stream

We are a people as proud as there's been

In soft summer breeze or in wild winter winds

The home of our hearts, Cape Breton

This place is beautiful

This place is too perfect.

It's the home of our hearts.

Where my Capers at?