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Music and Lyrics: Pete Arbour

Up in the Sault,
All the hell hounds are playing hockey
Driving their bus through the rain and the snow,
All the jocks are thinking of new ways to be cocky

Up here all the signs are held up by rocks,
You can't dig a hole into the earth
We don't need all these signs anyway
It's readily apparent what all this is worth.

Driving through blind river in the middle of the night,
I heard Neil Young calling out my name
I ain't never been up to Timmins,
People keep telling me it's all the same

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