Canola on the Prairie

[Verse 1] I pulled in north of Red Deer With a trailer full of pride Saw them yellow fields a-glowin’ Like God spilled paint outside The farmer tipped his cap to me Said “son, don’t be alarmed” That’s not a patch of wildflowers That’s the good stuff growin’ farmed [Pre-Chorus] Now I ain’t no expert, no But I knew I was in deep When that golden wave kept rollin’ Past the moose and past my Jeep [Chorus] Canola, canola Canada’s buttered gold Canola, canola Makes the whole road look bold I came for the maples Stayed for the fields that roll Canola, canola You fried my heart, oh-oh [Verse 2] The diner had a special “Eggs with toast and local oil” Folks were smilin’ like they’d won Some quiet, shiny soil-to-soil Old Hank said, “Try the potato fries” Then laughed until he snored “Use the stuff from Saskatchewan It’ll make your arteries applaud” [Pre-Chorus] So I dipped one more basket Then I stared out through the glass At a million little petals Like a gold rush drivin’ past [Chorus] Canola, canola Canada’s buttered gold Canola, canola Makes the whole road look bold I came for the maples Stayed for the fields that roll Canola, canola You fried my heart, oh-oh [Bridge] Well the beaver wore a hard hat The geese were actin’ proud And every truck stop mug said “That yellow pays the crowd” I called my girl from the gas pump Said, “Honey, I’m okay I found the crop of my dreams And I may never leave this way” [Final Chorus] Canola, canola Canada’s buttered gold Canola, canola Makes the whole road look bold I came for the maples Stayed for the fields that roll Canola, canola You fried my heart, oh-oh Canola, canola I’m buyin’ extra oil