Corb Lund - Hurtin albertan

^EA dually diesel pullin hard with a horse trailer in tow Montana side of sweet grass and I'm headed home ^ATrophy buckles and whiskey bottles and a worn out saddle horn ^EBareback riders and teamropers, huskin taber corn T^B7he roads get better every time I cross north of forty nine ^EWell I tip my hat and it's good to be back across the medicine line

^AHurtin albertan with nothing more to lose ^EToo much oil money, not enough booze ^AEast of the rockies and west of the rest Do my ^B7best to do my damnedest and that’s just about a^All I guess

^EThem windy b.c. mountain passes finally flatten out Hairpin turns and pst got my heart up in my throat ^AIt’s hairy haulin horses up across the great divide ^EAnd them wild chilcotin buckaroos, they sure know how to ride Th^B7e roads get better every time I cross that british columbia line ^EI tip my hat and it's good to back across the kickin horse line

^AHurtin albertan with nothing more to lose ^EToo much oil money, not enough booze ^AEast of the rockies and west of the rest Do my ^B7best to do my damnedest and that’s just about a^All I guess

^EWell saskabush is pretty, yup she's pretty flat and lord knows I'm a prairie boy so I’m pretty used to that ^Abut farmers facin off with gophers, man it ain’t the same ^Eas bein home at the saddledome for the oilers at the flames the ^B7roads get better every time I cross that saskatchewan line ^EI tip my hat and it's good to be back on mountain standard time

^AHurtin albertan with nothing more to lose ^EToo much oil money, not enough booze ^AEast of the rockies and west of the rest Do my ^B7best to do my damnedest and that’s just about a^All I guess