"Hurtin' Albertan" lyrics
(with Tim Hus)
Yeah, breaker breaker, this is Whiskey Jack
Rollin' northbound through Montana
I got to Monida Pass, Feudin' Dylan in my tail light
It's been double-neckers most of the way
Rodeo's over and it's back to the grater
First thing Monday mornin'
A dually diesel pullin' hard
With a horse trailer in tow
Montana side of sweet grass
And I'm a-headed home
Trophy buckles and whiskey bottles
And a worn out saddle horn
Bareback riders and team ropers
Are huskin' Taber corn
Well the roads get better every time I cross
The north of 49
Well, I tip my hat and it's good to be back
Across the medicine line
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, not enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
I do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Yeah, breaker 1-9, you got your ears on
Just finishin' a run out to the left coast
Pulled over at Dale Williams Lake in Palkland
It's good weather up on the Coke
Had my eyes pealed for Bambi the whole time, Antler Alley
I'm just past Revelstoke now, climbin' the Rogers Pass
Second snow-shed, followin' a couple of log trucks
Soft shoulders and dangerous curves
Hey, I think I just saw a sasquatch
Well, them windy B.C. mountain passes finally flatten out
Hairpin turns and P-S-T got my heart up in my throat
It's hairy haulin' horses up across the Great Divide
And them wild Chilcotin buckaroos
They sure know how to ride
Well, the roads get better every time I cross
That British Columbia line
I tip my hat and it's good to be back
Down off the kickin' horse line
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, not enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
Do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Saskatchewan, Saskatchewan, long gone Saskatchewan
Well I'm westbound with the prairie fire in my eyes
Think I'll back off the hammer and rest them up
Go horizontal for a couple hours
Before I put her in the rhubarb
Come again, on the Richardson ground squirrel
Well, Saskabush is pretty
Yep, she's pretty flat
And Lord knows I'm a prairie boy
So, I'm pretty used to that
But farmers facin' off with gophers
Man, it ain't the same
As bein' home at the Saddledome
For the Oilers at the flames
The roads get better every time
I cross that Saskatchewan line
And I tip my hat
And it's good to be back on Mountain Standard Time
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, never enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
Do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Yeah, driver, you got your flappers on
Let's get off this trucker channel
And take her on down to two
Did you see that bulldog bobtail on the freight burner?
Just about blew my doors off goin' by
Better watch for Smokey on four legs
The Royal Mounted Police
That picture taker is gonna send them an invitation right away
Hit the shiny side up, goodbye Turkey
So long
Rollin' northbound through Montana
I got to Monida Pass, Feudin' Dylan in my tail light
It's been double-neckers most of the way
Rodeo's over and it's back to the grater
First thing Monday mornin'
A dually diesel pullin' hard
With a horse trailer in tow
Montana side of sweet grass
And I'm a-headed home
Trophy buckles and whiskey bottles
And a worn out saddle horn
Bareback riders and team ropers
Are huskin' Taber corn
Well the roads get better every time I cross
The north of 49
Well, I tip my hat and it's good to be back
Across the medicine line
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, not enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
I do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Yeah, breaker 1-9, you got your ears on
Just finishin' a run out to the left coast
Pulled over at Dale Williams Lake in Palkland
It's good weather up on the Coke
Had my eyes pealed for Bambi the whole time, Antler Alley
I'm just past Revelstoke now, climbin' the Rogers Pass
Second snow-shed, followin' a couple of log trucks
Soft shoulders and dangerous curves
Hey, I think I just saw a sasquatch
Well, them windy B.C. mountain passes finally flatten out
Hairpin turns and P-S-T got my heart up in my throat
It's hairy haulin' horses up across the Great Divide
And them wild Chilcotin buckaroos
They sure know how to ride
Well, the roads get better every time I cross
That British Columbia line
I tip my hat and it's good to be back
Down off the kickin' horse line
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, not enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
Do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Saskatchewan, Saskatchewan, long gone Saskatchewan
Well I'm westbound with the prairie fire in my eyes
Think I'll back off the hammer and rest them up
Go horizontal for a couple hours
Before I put her in the rhubarb
Come again, on the Richardson ground squirrel
Well, Saskabush is pretty
Yep, she's pretty flat
And Lord knows I'm a prairie boy
So, I'm pretty used to that
But farmers facin' off with gophers
Man, it ain't the same
As bein' home at the Saddledome
For the Oilers at the flames
The roads get better every time
I cross that Saskatchewan line
And I tip my hat
And it's good to be back on Mountain Standard Time
Hurtin' Albertan with nothing more to lose
Too much oil money, never enough booze
East of the Rockies and west of the rest
Do my best to do my damnest
And that's just about all, I guess
Yeah, driver, you got your flappers on
Let's get off this trucker channel
And take her on down to two
Did you see that bulldog bobtail on the freight burner?
Just about blew my doors off goin' by
Better watch for Smokey on four legs
The Royal Mounted Police
That picture taker is gonna send them an invitation right away
Hit the shiny side up, goodbye Turkey
So long
Writer(s): Corby Clark Marinus Lund, Tim Hus
