Lyrics Gord Bamford – Ain’t It Grand

You can top off the old tank, hit the TC highway
Flip a nickle, pick a place, from the Rock out to BC
Cup of Tim’s in the console, Lightfoot on the radio
Heavy foot on the gas and go anywhere they fly that maple leaf

We’ve got the Blue Jays, we’ve got the paydirt
The greatest outdoor show on earth
We’ve got the strongest beer, the biggest buck deer
Our roots run deep here in this land
Ain’t it grand

Pink salmon and walleye, rainbow on the dry fly
Sunset on a blue sky, from a rocky mountain stream
Hockey night on Saturday, Don Cherry and Ron Maclean
Looking at the replays, and fighting in between

We’ve got the Blue Jays, we’ve got the paydirt
The greatest outdoor show on earth
We’ve got the strongest beer, the biggest buck deer
Our roots run deep here in this land
Ain’t it grand

We have the true north, strong and free
We live and die for what we believe

We’ve got the Blue Jays, we’ve got the paydirt
The greatest outdoor show on earth
We’ve got the strongest beer, the biggest buck deer
Our roots run deep here in this land
Ain’t it grand
Ain’t it grand

You can top off the old tank, hit the TC highway
Flip a nickle, pick a place, from the Rock out to BC