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#winnipegjets #hockey #song #fortfrances #2026 Heart of the Continent (The Long Way Home) (Verse 1) Bundle up, kid, the wind’s cutting through the Main Waitin' for the bus in the horizontal rain From the Forks to the Exchange, the history is deep A city built on frozen ground that never goes to sleep The Red and the Assiniboine are carving out the way While the Golden Boy is watching over everything we say. (Chorus) We’re the heart of the continent, the 204 pride With the spirit of the prairie and the cold on our side When the lights go down and the white towels fly You can hear the "True North!" shout reach the winter sky Yeah, we’re Winnipeg tough, through the frost and the snow Go Jets Go—let the whole world know! (Verse 2: The Lineup) Kyle Connor’s on the wing, he’s a sniper in the dark One shot, top shelf, and he’s left his mark Mark Scheifele’s the engine, leading every play Driving to the net, clearing everyone away. Josh Morrissey’s the general, holding down the blue While Vilardi finds the gap and he’s punching it through! (Verse 3: The Grit) When the game gets heavy and the tempers start to flare Logan Stanley’s standing tall with that "come and get it" stare The gloves hit the ice and the crowd starts to roar He’s throwing heavy metal, settling the score! Adam Lowry’s at the center, captain of the fight And Hellebuyck’s a brick wall, shutting down the night. (Bridge) It’s more than a game, it’s the blood in our veins Through the minus forty nights and the summer rains We don't mind the chill, we don't mind the wait Because the spirit of this city is what makes us great. (Outro) Now the game is over and the highway’s calling clear Leaving city lights behind for the woods we hold so dear Down the Trans-Canada as the sun begins to fade Past the Shield and the pines where the memories are made. From the Whiteout city to the Borderland line The spirit of the North is a bridge across time. From the Peg to the Fort, where the rain turns to ice The heart of the prairie meets Fort Frances life