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  


[Refrão]
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 
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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  

[Refrão]

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  

[Refrão]

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 
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