verse 1
E
A dually diesel pullin hard with a horse trailer in tow
Montana side of sweet grass and I'm headed home
A
Trophy buckles and whiskey bottles and a worn out saddle horn
E
Bareback riders and teamropers, huskin taber corn
B7
The roads get better every time I cross north of forty nine
E
Well I tip my hat and it's good to be back across the medicine line
Chorus
A
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
E
Too much oil money, not enough booze
A
East of the rockies and west of the rest
B7 A
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
Solo
E A E
verse 2
E
Them windy b.c. mountain passes finally flatten out
Hairpin turns and pst got my heart up in my throat
A
It’s hairy haulin horses up across the great divide
E
And them wild chilcotin buckaroos, they sure know how to ride
B7
The roads get better every time I cross that british columbia line
E
I tip my hat and it's good to back across the kickin horse line
Chorus
A
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
E
Too much oil money, not enough booze
A
East of the rockies and west of the rest
B7 A
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
Solo
E A E
verse 3
E
Well saskabush is pretty, yup she's pretty flat
and lord knows I'm a prairie boy so I’m pretty used to that
A
but farmers facin off with gophers, man it ain’t the same
E
as bein home at the saddledome for the oilers at the flames
B7
the roads get better every time I cross that saskatchewan line
E
I tip my hat and it's good to be back on mountain standard time
Chorus
A
Hurtin albertan with nothing more to lose
E
Too much oil money, not enough booze
A
East of the rockies and west of the rest
B7 A
Do my best to do my damnedest and that’s just about all I guess
Outro
E A E