Canadians

[Intro – bright acoustic guitar strum, distant loon call] Maple leaves turn gold at dawn Prairie winds hum old songs [Verse 1 – steady acoustic rhythm, light shaker] Coffee steam curls up to meet the frost Timberline peaks catch the first light lost We stack the wood for the coming cold Laugh loud when the northern lights unfold [Pre-Chorus – harmonica riff, subtle bass] Every road leads home somehow Through the pines and the snow-covered bough [Chorus – layered vocals, foot-stomp beat] We’re the ones who walk the wide open ground Maple syrup sweet and the northern sound From the coast to the rockies, we stand as one Canadians under the midnight sun [Verse 2 – fingerpicked guitar, soft tambourine] Fishermen cast lines in the icy bay Loggers sing while the axeblades sway Small towns glow where the highways end Neighbors share bread when the winter won’t bend [Pre-Chorus 2 – harmonica swell, fuller bass] Every storm fades to calm again Under the sky that’s our oldest friend [Chorus 2 – upbeat fiddle solo, group vocals] We’re the ones who love the wild and the free Maple flags wave over land and sea From the tundra to the valley, we stand as one Canadians under the endless sun [Bridge – stripped-back acoustic, quiet vocals] We’ve got scars from the cold and the fight But we hold on to hope through the long, dark night Hand in hand, we’ll face what may come This is our home, this is where we belong [Solo – soaring fiddle, warm reverb] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus 3 – full band, maximum warmth] We’re the ones who walk the wide open ground Maple syrup sweet and the northern sound From the coast to the rockies, we stand as one Canadians under the midnight sun [Outro – fading acoustic guitar, soft harmonica] Maple leaves fall as the day grows dim Prairie winds hum our song again