Canadian Kid

Brown hair and blue eyes, I was skinny and six

I had second-hand skates and a new hockey stick

It was northern Alberta and nobody thought

That the kid from the farm would amount to a lot

Growing up how I did, well I knew how to work

So I practiced my first Sears guitar 'til I hurt

Now I travel around and they pay me to play

And when people ask me I'm so proud to say

I'm a Canadian kid, born and bred

Hat to boots, A to Z

Anywhere in this world that I may lay my head

I'll still always be a Canadian kid

Now I sing everywhere and more that I see

The more that I know that I'm lucky to be

In a land where I'm sitting on top of the world

With my 5% beer and Canadian girls

I'm a Canadian kid, born and bred

Hat to boots, A to Z

Anywhere in this world that I may lay my head

I'll still always be a Canadian kid

I'm a Canadian kid, born and bred

Hat to boots, A to Z

Anywhere in this world that I may lay my head

I'll still always be a Canadian kid

I'll still always be a Canadian kid