Brett Kissel - Canadian kid

^G#Round hair and blue eyes, I^D# was skinny and six ^BbI had second-hand skates an^Fd a new hockey stick ^BbIt was northern Alberta and^D# nobody thought ^G#That the kid from the farm ^D#would amount to a lot

^G#Growing up how I did, w^D#ell I knew how to work ^BbSo I practiced my first y^Fear’s guitar til I hurt ^BbNow I travel around and t^D#hey pay me to play ^G#And when people ask me I^D#’m so proud to say

^BbI’m a Canadian kid, b^D#orn and bred ^BbHave two boots, and t^G#o zed^{Bb D#}Anywhere in this worl^Bbd that I may lay m^D#y head ^BbI’ll still always be^F a Canadian kid

^G#Now I sing everywhere a^D#nd more that I see ^BbThe more that I know th^Fat I’m lucky to be ^BbIn a land where I’m sitt^D#in on top of the world ^G#With my 5% beer an^D#d Canadian girls

^BbI’m a Canadian kid, b^D#orn and bred ^BbHave two boots, and t^G#o zed^{Bb D#}Anywhere in this worl^Bbd that I may lay m^D#y head ^BbI’ll still always be^F a Canadian kid ^BbI’ll still always be^F a Canadian kid