Hurtin Albertan

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                         
Do my best to do my damnedest and 
                    A
that’s just about all I guess

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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

[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                         
Do my best to do my damnedest and 
                    A
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                         
Do my best to do my damnedest and 
                    A
that’s just about all I guess