| Round hair and blue eyes, I was skinny and six
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| I had second-hand skates and a new hockey stick
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| It was northern Alberta and nobody thought
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| That the kid from the farm would amount to a lot
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| Growing up how I did, well I knew how to work
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| So I practiced my first year’s guitar til I hurt
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| Now I travel around and they pay me to play
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| And when people ask me I’m so proud to say
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| I’m a Canadian kid, born and bred
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| Hat to boots, A to Z
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| Anywhere in this world that I may lay my head
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| I’ll still always be a Canadian kid
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| Now I sing everywhere and more that I see
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| The more that I know that I’m lucky to be
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| In a land where I’m sittin on top of the world
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| With my 5% beer and Canadian Girls
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| I’m a Canadian kid, born and bred
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| Hat to boots, A to Z
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| Anywhere in this world that I may lay my head
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| I’ll still always be a Canadian kid
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| I’ll still always be a Canadian kid |