Here you go Allison,

Land of the Silver Birch

Land of the silver birch, home of the beaver
Where still the mighty moose wanders at will

CHORUS

Blue lake and rocky shore, I will return once more
Boom - diddi - eye -dee
Boom - diddi - eye -dee
Boom - diddi - eye -dee
Boom

My heart is sick for you, here in the lowlands,
I will return to you, hills of the north

Swift as the silver fish, canoe of birch bark
Thy might waterways carry me forth

There where the blue lake lies, I'll set my wigwam
Close to the water's edge, silent and still

I know sometimes the chorus was done as hi-ya-a-hi-ya (which probably would sound a bit more like Indians.)

slainte

Alison