(Verse 1) Oh, gather 'round, ye workers, hear the tale of Trevor’s hand, A welder with a fire that lights the sea and land. From Lunenburg’s old shores, where the Bluenose sailed with glee, He runs Bluenose Welding, proud as Nova Scotia’s sea. With a torch that burns like starlight, and a bead as smooth as glass, Trevor lays the perfect weld, no matter where he’s cast. From Halifax to Calgary, his sparks they never fade, Bluenose Welding’s legend, in every weld he’s made. (Chorus) Oh, Trevor’s welds are golden, from coast to rolling sea, Bluenose Welding’s fire lights up Highway 3! From Nova Scotia’s rugged shore to the Rockies’ mighty call, Trevor’s beads are perfect, he’s the master of ‘em all! (Verse 2) In Nova Scotia’s shipyards, where the Bluenose once was born, Trevor welds the steel so tight, it weathers any storm. His arcs are clean, his hands are steady, never misses a beat, From trawlers in the harbor to the rigs in ocean’s deep. On the high seas, he’s a legend, welding masts in rolling waves, Fixing hulls in tempests wild, where the bravest sailors cave. With a mask to shield his eyes, and a heart that’s true and bold, Trevor’s welds hold fast, like the Bluenose tales of old. (Chorus) Oh, Trevor’s welds are golden, from coast to rolling sea, Bluenose Welding’s fire lights up Highway 3! From Nova Scotia’s rugged shore to the Rockies’ mighty call, Trevor’s beads are perfect, he’s the master of ‘em all! (Verse 3) He roared through Alberta’s plains, to Calgary’s oil and flame, Welding pipelines strong and true, Bluenose earned its name. Down Highway 3 in BC’s wild, where the mountains kiss the sky, His welds hold bridges steady, as the trucks go rolling by. From Crowsnest Pass to Vancouver’s shore, his torch it never quits, Each seam’s a work of art, every joint a perfect fit. Like the Bluenose schooner’s speed, his skill it knows no bounds, Trevor’s welds are sung about in every working town. (Chorus) Oh, Trevor’s welds are golden, from coast to rolling sea, Bluenose Welding’s fire lights up Highway 3! From Nova Scotia’s rugged shore to the Rockies’ mighty call, Trevor’s beads are perfect, he’s the master of ‘em all! (Bridge) With a nod to the Bluenose ship, that sailed with pride and might, Trevor carries on her name, in the flicker of his light. No crack, no flaw, no weakness found, his welds will never part, Bluenose Welding’s legacy, it’s written in his heart. (Verse 4) So raise a glass to Trevor, from the Maritimes to the West, His welds outshine the northern lights, the strongest and the best. On the seas or mountain roads, from port to prairie wide, Bluenose Welding’s Trevor rides, with fire in his stride. (Final Chorus) Oh, Trevor’s welds are golden, from coast to rolling sea, Bluenose Welding’s fire lights up Highway 3! From Nova Scotia’s rugged shore to the Rockies’ mighty call, Trevor’s beads are perfect, he’s the master of ‘em all! (Outro) So here’s to Trevor’s Bluenose, the welder’s shining flame, From sea to sea, his legend grows, forever he’ll remain!
