Eh There Bud (True North Strong)

[Intro]
Maple leaf on my cap
Prairies runnin’ to the sky
From the rock to the coast
This our battle cry (hey!)
[Chorus]
True north strong, red and white
Hands up high for the Friday night
Freedom runnin’ in my blood, all right
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (eh?)
Cold can crack, that two-four bright
Hockey fights under farm town lights
From the bush to the city, we ride or die
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (eh, eh?)
[Verse 1]
Alberta drawl when I talk that smack
Mud on the tires, tailgate in the back
Buddy in the box, keepin’ that ice clean
Wristers from the blue, hear the barn team scream
Beaver on the creek, damn right, that’s home
Snow in my boots, but the heart full-grown
From the wheat fields out to the bay tide rush
We say “sorry,” then we still hit tough
[Chorus]
True north strong, red and white
Hands up high for the Friday night
Freedom runnin’ in my blood, all right
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (oh yeah)
Cold can crack, that two-four bright
Hockey fights under farm town lights
From the bush to the city, we ride or die
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (eh, eh?)
[Bridge]
From Yukon gold to the Montreal smoke
Bonfire sparks in the words we spoke
We laugh loud, flip steaks in the snow
If you don’t like that, then you just don’t know (eh?)
[Chorus]
True north strong, red and white
Hands up high for the Friday night
Freedom runnin’ in my blood, all right
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (eh?)
Cold can crack, that two-four bright
Hockey fights under farm town lights
From the bush to the city, we ride or die
That’s Canada, eh there bud? (eh there bud?)

rap, Stadium-sized country rap banger with male vocals; twangy Telecaster riffs over heavy trap drums and sub-bass, fiddle stabs on the hooks. Verses spit fast with swagger and Alberta drawl, big gang vocals on the “eh?” chants. Chorus explodes with stomp-claps and layered shout-singing, final hook rides out on a half-time beat and crowd-style ad-libs., fresh, strong, country