Verse
C
F dually diesel pullin hard with a horse trailer in tow
Montana side of sweet grass and I'm headed home
F
Trophy buckles and whiskey bottles and a worn out saddle horn
C
Bareback riders and teamropers, huskin taber corn
G7
The roads get better every time I cross north of forty nine
C
Well I tip my hat and it's good to be back across the medicine line
[Chorus]
F
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
C
Too much oil money, not enough booze
F
East of the rockies and west of the rest
G7 F
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
[Solo]
C F C
[Verse 2]
C
Them windy b.c. mountain passes finally flatten out
Hairpin turns and pst got my heart up in my throat
F
It’s hairy haulin horses up across the great divide
C
And them wild chilcotin buckaroos, they sure know how to ride
G7
The roads get better every time I cross that british columbia line
C
I tip my hat and it's good to back across the kickin horse line
[Chorus]
F
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
C
Too much oil money, not enough booze
F
East of the rockies and west of the rest
G7 F
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
[Solo]
C F C
[Verse 3]
C
Well saskabush is pretty, yup she's pretty flat
and lord knows I'm a prairie boy so I’m pretty used to that
F
but farmers facin off with gophers, man it ain’t the same
C
as bein home at the saddledome for the oilers at the flames
G7
the roads get better every time I cross that saskatchewan line
C
I tip my hat and it's good to be back on mountain standard time
[Chorus]
F
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
C
Too much oil money, not enough booze
F
East of the rockies and west of the rest
G7 F
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
[Outro]
C F E