Victoria Park and Caledonian Games

Come one, come all, to Scottish games
On the banks of Canadian Thames;
You’ll find that ’tis most pleasant way
You can enjoy the Queen’s Birthday.

In future years it will be famed
The day whereon the park was named,
With its boundry great extended
And nature’s charms sweetly blended.

Full worthy of the poet’s theme
Is hill and dale, and wood and stream,
And glittering spires, and busy town.
Where mansions’ do each mount top crown.

Come, witness the great tug-of-war,
And the great hammer thrown afar,
See running, jumping, highland fling,
At concert hear the sky lark sing.

And the bagpipes will send thrills
Like echoes from the distant hills,
And the bold sound of the pibroch
Which does resound o’er Scottish loch.

Young men and maids, and fine old dames
Will gather on the banks of Thames,
And though we have a tug-of-war
’Twill leave no wound or deadly scar.