Tom Lamb and I, hanging by a moment...

"Along the shores of the great Saskatchewan
At a place they call The Pas
Tom Lamb grew up with the Indians
Knew the ways of the brave and squaw
He mapped the river and the timber stands
Knew the beauty and danger of this rugged land
He watched the beaver and muskrat play...

"In the little home town hall one night
Love struck this fighting man
He felt his heart strings throbbing there..."
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—Russ Gurr, "The Legend of Tom Lamb"