Oh, my goodness gracious me
A Canadian Mountie I want to be
I'll dress up in my coat of red
And wear my laundry on my head
And when they tell the world the news
I'll be standing proud in my curly shoes
I'll catch those outlaws if I can
'Cos Ranjit always gets his man
It's much better, they'll decide
If we ride camels in the musical ride
And all the tradition it shall cease
In the new Royal Raghead Mounted Police
From Cornerbrook to Medicine Hat
Fort St John to Kitimat
Dawson Creek to Fort McMurray
I'll be there, you'll smell the curry!
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