Lyrics:
guitar
In coffeehouses, hall and bars
Everyone that I call friend
Knows they will not be forgot
Trains and planes and rented cars
Singers, saints
The image of the poet's in the breeze
Canadian geese are flying above the trees
A mist is hanging gently on the lake
My house is very beautiful
a Canadian
That gave him an addiction that'd keep him in Mercedes Benz
Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend
My vice is similar, women love when you're
Canadian boyfriend, makin' my way up i5
Canadian boyfriend, its about a 6 hr drive
And I can't wait to see you there
I love the chill that's in
ice cold, I take it with a lime,
Canadian, Mexican, Heineken, American, they're all real good friends of mine
I like it in a mug, in a bottle, or a cup,
again?
How long do we just stay friends?
What role do I play again?
I can't even make new friends
I'm here with no move again
I need to know how this
To my Canadian prairie home
My friends are scattered
Like leaves from an old maple
Some are weak, some are strong
One of these days
I'm gonna sit
Everyone is angry, especially little Lainie
All her friends have babies and they're living on Long Island
Brody loved the movies, Jerry murders Susie
My friend said take her with you
To leave her here would be a crime
But let's get outta Santa Cruz
All I got is a Canadian dime
I got a friend in
conscience away
And you're home with the dishes
And I'm out with my friends
Placing bets
With a Canadian ten
And North of the border
A sin is a sin
When you
Everything worked out, what a happy end!
Americans and Canadians are friends again
So let's all join hands, and knock opression down!
Don't you know
To my Canadian prairie home
My friends are scattered
Like leaves from an old maple
Some are weak, some are strong
One of these days
I'm gonna sit
I'm Canadian by the way
And I love the USA (my American friend)
I love this way of life
The freedom to act and the freedom to say
Already great
Man turns his back on his family ain't no friend of mine
The night was like any other I got a call 'bout the quarter of nine
There was trouble
that line
Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no friend of mine
Well, the night was like any other, I got a call 'bout quarter to nine
There
that line
Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no friend of mine
Well, the night was like any other, I got a call 'bout quarter to nine
There
my man I knew who he was
He struck my midnight wand
He said you gotta kiss the banging friend
You have what he wants I can get it through you
to me
I want to roll and die there
All Canadian Surf Club
Denim jackets and long hair
Walk across the sand
With another friend
My heart depends
When
on debauchery
Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
Hostess most on tequila, oh
Bestest friends on tequila, oh
Then there's my Canadian friend
Un Canadien Errant (A wandering Canadian,)
Banni de ses foyers, (banned from his hearths,)
Parcourait en pleurant (travelled while crying)
Des
people been here
I see all of her friends here
Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more
Flight's in the morning
What you doin' that's so
Then we partied in the harbour
Blue Rodeo our soundtrack that night
We're high on
Canadian summer
Makin' friends, crushin' cans, holdin' hands
In
too
(Don't know what to say de monkey won't do)
I ran to de yard to get a stick
But I'm tellin' you friends that monkey was quick
â??Cause when I
Canadian prairie home
My friends are scattered
Like leaves from an old maple
Some are weak, some are strong
One of these days
I'm gonna sit down
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